Tonight.
I grabbed my keys and jogged outside, pulling up short when I saw the honest to goodness caravan of pickup trucks outside my front door.
“What the hell?”I muttered, eyebrows sky high.
“Ready?”Penelope asked from the front seat of Max’s truck with its gold Motley Crewd Ranch logo etched on each door.
The big bad Jersey Devil Alpha himself was driving, and he offered a two-fingered wave, his red-tinted eyes on his mate.
“Um, yeah, but what are you all doing?”I asked, completely flummoxed.
“Hi, Uncle Emmet!We’re going to a film festival!”Rosie, Avery’s little daughter, shouted from the middle seat inside of Dante’s pickup truck where her mom sat, looking straight ahead.
Okayyyy.
That was weird.But it was none of my business, so I was going to pretend I didn’t see a thing.
Kian and Zeke brought up the rear, and the fuckers were in my truck.
“What are you two dipshits doing?”
“Waiting on you,” Kian said, theduhat the end of his sentence was implied.
“But why are you in my truck?”I growled, scrubbing a hand over my face.
“Not like you need it for necking with your girl.She lives with you now,” he said and shrugged.
Asshole.
But it was true, I was probably not going to get to snuggle with her in the back of the truck like I wanted to.She had things to do tonight, and I already promised to help out.
“Fine.But get the fuck out from behind the wheel.No one drives my truck but me,” I told the obnoxious bovine.
“Told you,” Zeke snorted, and the usually quiet Shifter was right.
“Let’s go!”I called out and honked, waiting for Max to start us off.
I couldn’t believe this.The entire Motley Crewd family had gathered to support Jezebel.Just like they had when she’d been hurt.
When I’d first arrived, I didn’t think much of this place or these men.Certainly didn’t think much of Max.I just assumed this was the place last chance Shifters went before things got so bad they needed to be put down.
But I was wrong.This was a place where families were found.Where fated mates met.Where my sweet mate was waiting for me.
“Come on, bro.Let’s go see what your rose has done,” Zeke said, and I turned and looked the Dragon in the eyes, noting his elongated pupil.
I nodded.
“Yeah.Let’s do that.”
Chapter Twenty-Jezebel
It was an unseasonably warm night.Dry too.Just perfect for a Holiday Film Festival at the drive-in.
Yes, I lucked out with the weather.But that was just one of the blessings I was counting for myself as I worked beside Emmet at the snack stand.I already sent George and his brothers to check cars in, and direct parking, and get the projector ready.
The gangly teens couldn’t stop staring at the big, tatted up cowboy who showed up with a ready kiss for me, declaring he was mine to do with as I pleased so I might as well put him to work.
So, I had.