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that Ivy had been targeted. It had nothing to do with the raw, primal desire that burned through him, demanding that he learn her taste and every inch of her skin.
    Once the women were gone, Christian walked around the desk. He sat in the chair and opened a lower drawer to pull out the journal their family had begun keeping from the very beginning. It was a large book that had been re-bound many times with new entries and pictures.
    “If there’s an explanation, it’ll be in there,” Beau said as he came to stand next to Christian.
    “I know. My worry is if there’s nothing.”
    “Then that means Ivy is lying.”
    Christian slammed his hand on the desk. “What if she’s not? Why do you have to be so goddamn quick to condemn her?”
    “Why are you defending her so strongly?” Beau asked, his gaze narrowed.
    Christian shook his head and went back to looking at the journal. “I already explained that.”
    “Right. She’s an innocent. You believe her.”
    “And you don’t,” Christian answered.  
    The back door opened as footsteps sounded through the house. Christian looked up as Lincoln and Ava slid to a stop in the foyer when they saw them in the office. A few steps behind the couple was Vincent.
    Vincent glanced from the open journal to Christian and Beau. “Why did I hear a Hell Hound close to the house?”
    “Because Christian brought a woman here that the beasts want to claim,” Beau answered.
    Christian leaned back in the chair when four sets of eyes trained on him. He was used to having everyone looking at him for various reasons. Normally, he shrugged it off, but he knew in his gut that Ivy was innocent.
    It was time he took a stand. Who better to do that for than an innocent?
    A beautiful innocent with stunning hazel eyes.

CHAPTER FOUR

    “There’s nothing,” Linc said as he slammed another book closed and shoved it across the glossy wood slats. He shifted in his spot on the floor and leaned his head back onto the cushions of the sofa.
    Christian rubbed his tired eyes. “With all the books we have in this house, there has to be something.”
    “Nothing,” Ava said from her spot on the couch. She ran her hands through Lincoln’s long hair while she looked on her laptop. “Not a single thing. Isn’t that odd?”
    Vincent sighed heavily from the chair near the fireplace. “Very. Either it really doesn’t happen, or it’s so rare that no one has bothered to mention it.”
    “That I don’t believe,” Beau said. “If it happened, then someone, somewhere would have made a record of it.”
    Davena made a face before she stretched her arms over her head. “I agree with Beau.”
    “I believe Ivy,” Olivia said, smothering a yawn.
    Vincent grinned at Olivia. “She might be a very good liar.”
    Christian squeezed his eyes closed for a moment. “There’s an explanation for this. We just need to find it.”
    “Then we start with Ivy,” Ava said.
    Olivia’s face was grim as she gave a nod. “A background check.”
    Christian didn’t argue because he knew it was the only way. It didn’t mean he liked it, however. While Ava and Olivia began to search the Internet for anything about Ivy Pierce, Christian kept looking through the journal.
    At least the family was willing to help. Beau was the only one who had voiced his concern with the Hounds being so near his woman, but Christian had seen the worry on Vin’s and Linc’s faces, as well.
    The only ones who seemed unperturbed by it were Olivia, Ava, and Davena. They’d each come to the Chiasson house while being pursued by the supernatural. Maybe that’s why they understood.
    Thirty-five minutes later, Christian glanced at the clock on the wall to see that it was almost five in the morning. No one had gotten any sleep, and Ivy would be awake soon.
      “Well,” Ava said. “I think I might have found something.”
    Christian set aside the journal. “What is it?”
    “When Ivy was three there was an accident in the bayou involving