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kitchen and up the stairs. She had to
think this through and they did need a plan of action. Her Sister
remarked the only action she wanted was beneath Alex, but Sarah
mentally bitch-slapped her and opened the bathroom door.
    “Liam love, are you done?”
    Her son turned about, his hair sticking up
in all directions as he buttoned his pants. He nodded and wiped his
nose on the towel he held. His eyes looked red as if he’d been
crying and her heart squeezed tight in her chest.
    “What’s wrong, boyo?” She pulled him into
her arms and held him tight, just like she’d done when he was a
cub.
    “I’m afraid of the demon getting us,
Mama.”
    “Oh, now, let’s not worry too much tonight,
shall we? Supper’s coming and we’ll all feel better then.” She
smoothed down some of the flyaway hair as she met his sapphire
gaze. “We got a good head start on it this time, Liam love, and
we’ve come to the right place should we have to face it. Mr.
MacLaren won’t let anything happen to us, to be sure.”
    “Do you think he can stop it, Mama?”
    Sarah didn’t know the answer to that
question, but she’d be damned before she allowed Liam’s worry to
grow. “I think it might take all of us together, but we’ve never
had a better ally.”
    “No one’s ever been able to help us before.”
Liam’s lower lip quavered and Sarah’s determination roared to the
fore.
    “Well, he’s a Hell Hound, init?” She
squeezed him as he nodded. “It’ll be all right, love. Now let’s go
get us some supper. Do you need help combing your hair?”
    Liam shook his head and reached for the comb
on the bath sink. “Why do you smell like him?”
    “What?” Surprise and chagrin spiked through
her.
    “Why do you smell like Alex? Like hot wet
rock?”
    True Mate . Her Sister’s voice held
smugness. Sarah had heard the legends surrounding True Mates. They
shared a similar scent as if their personal odors mixed together to
allow others to know they’d mated. She’d also heard True Mates
couldn’t keep their hands off each other and couldn’t tolerate
anyone of the opposite sex to touch their partners once mated.
    That can’t be what’s going on. Could it?
    “Do I? I hadn’t noticed.” Sarah shrugged off
her unease. “I’m sure it’s because we’re in his house and spent
time with him in his Jeep. That’s all.” She straightened his
clothes to cover her nervousness. “Come now. Let’s go down to
supper. I can smell the chicken, can’t you?”
    Liam nodded and allowed her to shepherd him
down the stairs to the dining area where Alex set the table.
    “Feeling better, Liam?”
    “Yes, thank you.” Liam looked the older male
Moon Singer over carefully, his curiosity plain.
    “Great. Come on and sit down. What would you
like to drink?” Alex set a steaming plate full of chicken and pasta
down on the table in front of the boy and pulled out a chair.
    “Just water, please.” Her son perched on the
seat, licking his lips.
    Sarah helped him scoot in then turned to get
her own food, but Alex waved her toward the table. “Go ahead and
sit down. I’ll bring it.”
    “Oh, thank you.” She retreated to sit beside
her son.
    “Welcome.”
    Alex returned with a glass of water and a
plate of food for her. The scent of hot tropical nights at the foot
of a rumbling volcano flooded over her as he set down her meal and
she met his amber gaze. He paused and his jaw tightened as his
nostrils flared. He looked wild and primal in that moment, and a
shiver of desire shot down her spine.
    Want him now. True Mate. Her Sister
self had never been so vocal in her thoughts before, but the
presence of this man had unleashed her. Sarah fought against the
urge to throw herself into his arms despite her son watching.
    Alex inhaled deeply and shifted his
shoulders. “Can I get you something to drink? Water? Tea?”
    “Whiskey?” she whispered.
    Alex blinked then laughed, the sexual
tension bleeding away. “I don’t think I have any of