died having you, but your grandmother had your mother without a problem. That is the strange part. Why did she survive and your mother didn’t? I drove myself crazy for a while trying to answer that question. Your grandmother died about three years before I met your mother.”
Jewel saw the tears in her father’s eyes. She squeezed his hand.
“I suspect with your mother there was some type of interaction between her genes and mine that reacted badly in her body. She suspected she might have a problem. If I’d known there was any risk to her life, I wouldn’t have agreed to her getting pregnant.” He smiled at Jewel. “But she wanted a child very much, and we were so in love.”
“Why did you decide to come back to the ranch after her death?” Jewel asked.
“Since I’d lost my wife and had a baby girl to raise on my own, I wanted to be near my parents. I thought I’d need their help and advice on taking care of you. My heart was broken. Without you, I don’t know how I’d have survived. Then, a while after my return, I met Clara. I love her in a different but good way.”
Jewel was surprised at how open her father was with her this evening. They hadn’t talked much about her mother. At first because Jewel was too young and it hurt him too much. Later, with Clara around, it didn’t seem fair to bring up Jewel’s mother.
“You’d already warned me not to shift by the time Mom came to live with us.” Jewel had started calling Clara “Mom” soon after their marriage. Other kids had moms, and she had wanted one, too.
“Thank goodness you and I were alone the first time you shifted. You were eighteen months old but bright and understood instructions as well as a child much older.” He patted her hand. “You’ve done well. No one suspects you are any different.”
“But I hide all my skills, so they feel sorry for me.”
“True. You and I agreed to that.”
She hung her head. “I’m tired of not being me.”
“Do you think you might come to love these two men?”
Jewel looked back up at him. “Yes. My feelings regarding them have developed rather quickly since our first meeting.”
“Then take the chance. Live your life fully. If that is what you want. You say they are both shape-shifters?”
“From what I understand.”
“Then you should have no trouble having their children.”
A heated flush covered her face. “I’ve got to get back. The men will be ready for dinner and upset I left on my own.”
Her dad kissed her cheek. “I love all my children, but in my heart you have a special place. You are the only part of her I have left. Take care.”
“I will.” She heard another truck and glanced around. “If I don’t, they’ll be right on my heels.” She waited on the porch as Raoul and Aleron got out and took long strides toward her. Their angry expressions warned her she was in trouble. She smiled, and if possible, their frowns hardened.
“What were you thinking to leave without protection?” Raoul asked. He stopped right in front of her.
“I spent the whole afternoon making sure you were safe, and as soon as we leave you go off on your own.” Aleron raised his voice.
Her father came to stand behind her, and he put his hands on her shoulders. “Gentlemen, please lower your voices. This is my daughter you’re talking to, and I don’t appreciate your harassing her.” His voice was hard as tempered steel.
She almost giggled at the change in their expressions. “We’re only a few blocks from the ranch house. I’m fine, and I’m none of your business. I’m having to repeat myself a lot to you two.”
Raoul took a deep breath. “We’re sorry, sir. Your daughter does not obey orders very well. We were concerned for her safety.”
Jewel heard her father chuckle. “She never has obeyed orders well, except if she agreed they were serious enough. Then she did very well. Who are you to be giving her orders?”
Aleron introduced himself and Raoul. “We’re part