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“Do you have plans for today?”
“Mm-hmm. Gareth’s going to show me Lydon, and then we’re going to have lunch so he can talk to me about joining the pack.” He bit his lip. “Do you think it’s a good idea?”
“I can’t make that choice. It’s something only you can decide. If you want my opinion, though, listen to Gareth with an open mind and heart. I know you’ve been hurt in the past, so you have to weigh his words and decide if it’s something you can deal with. Gareth’s a good Alpha. He’s not perfect, he makes mistakes, and—”
“And what?” Gareth entered the kitchen. “Go on, Dani. And what?”
“He’s got a nasty habit of being snoopy.” She returned her attention to Sean. “He’s opinionated, but he’s a good man, and if he makes you a promise, it’s as good as gold.”
Sean grinned. “Sounds like a ringing endorsement to me.”
Gareth blew out a breath. “The two of you shouldn’t be allowed to talk. If Sean joins the pack, I see so much trouble in my future.”
Sean drew back. If he didn’t know better, he’d swear that Gareth was prophetic.
Chapter Six
GARETH COULDN’Tstop watching Sean as they wandered the streets of Lydon. His eyes were wide, his jaw dropped open on more than one occasion, and he seemed genuinely surprised by the people’s reactions to him.
“Everyone seems so… happy.”
“Well, I would hope so. A lot of work goes into keeping the town clean, the people happy and healthy, and still maintain the surrounding environment.”
Wolfgang Gates strolled up to them, a wide smile on his face. “Good afternoon, Alpha.”
Gareth nodded at him. “How’s your wife?”
He chuckled. “Big as a house. She told me after the baby was born, I was never getting sex again.”
“Isn’t that what she told you the other four times?”
“Yessir, she did. Who knows? Maybe this time she’ll stick to it.”
Gareth frowned. “You don’t believe that.”
A dismissive wave. “Please. She loves me, and she knows I’m wild about her and the kids.” He eyed Sean. “Who’s your friend?”
“Wolfgang Gates, this is Sean Adler. I’m showing him the place so he can get a feel for it.”
“A pleasure to meet you.” Wolfgang stuck out his hand.
Sean’s eyebrow arched as he shook the proffered hand. “Wolfgang?”
He sighed. “My parents thought it would be funny to name me after Wolfgang Puck.” He grinned, wide and open. “He’s one of us, you know.”
“Wolfgang Puck, the world-famous chef, is an actual werewolf?”
He slapped his knee and let loose with a laugh. “He’s easy.”
“Don’t tease. Sean’s new and doesn’t understand your sense of… um, humor.”
Wolfgang wiped a tear from his eye. “Sorry, Sean. I have no evidence that he is, but then again, no one can say for sure he isn’t. Either way, I hope you like Lydon. Would be nice to get some fresh blood here.”
“What about Alina?”
“Oh, she’s fine. Lyram and a few others got her moved in over the bakery, just like you wanted. She figures a few weeks before she’s ready to open. Kate is dying for sweets, so I’m trying to convince Alina to open sooner.”
“Tell her she has to try the apple-lavender scones.” The memory of how delicious they were made Gareth’s stomach growl. “And now I’m hungry.”
