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ignorant of shifters, and that’s how everyone wanted it to stay.
    “We heard your Alpha has Mated with a human.” Connor raised a questioning eyebrow as though daring him to deny it.
    Great. Thanks Jake for landing me with this. “Yes, he has, but she fully understands our world. She wouldn’t do anything to hurt us.” Jake’s mate, Lillian, loved her husband too much to cause any kind of trouble.
    “And his offspring? If they have half-blood pups, they might not shift.” Thankfully, Jake had briefed him how to answer this question.
    “And they might. The Snowdonia Pack is strong, whether Jake has shifter cubs or not.” They wanted the Kiwi wolves as allies, not as challengers for the Pack leadership, and Sasha wondered again at Jake’s confidence in trusting him for this liaison role.
    Connor sat back and tinkered with the label on his beer. His Pack members flanked him, strong and powerful, and very dominant. Then again, they were on their home turf.
    “So.” Sasha fought the urge to look over his shoulder to see if Megan had emerged yet. She’d been in the bathroom for an age and he still couldn’t scent her. “Jake wanted to know if you’d like the opportunity to send a couple of your wolves to meet our Pack. See how we operate.”
    Connor’s bright blue eyes were cool. “Well now,” his voice rumbled, “we don’t believe in Mating with outsiders. You might do that over in England, but that’s not how we roll down here.” Sasha bit down on his sharp response that he was from Wales, not England. He figured he had to be diplomatic even if his wolf was growling at the slur.
    A sweet smell of caramel hit his nostrils and he knew that Megan was approaching. He turned in his chair and smiled to greet her, before looking back at Connor. “It was good meeting you and I’m sure we have plenty more to talk about. You free next week?”
    The wolf Alpha made a point of finding his phone and flicking through screens while he checked his schedule. “We’ll be in touch.”
    Yeah. Jake was going to kick his ass down the mountain when he got home. Maybe he should go traveling for a year or two while his cousin calmed down? Meanwhile, the other guys all stood up when Megan came to stand next to his chair. One by one they said goodbye and chatted with her some more, but finally Sasha got her attention. “Dinner?” Right now, the only thing he wanted to snack on was her. She’d put on some lipstick or other, and her mouth was glossy and plump, a dark pink as though she’d just been kissed. Her smile made his head spin. Wow. That beer must have been stronger than he thought.
    He caught her hand, tangled their fingers together and just for the hell of it, ducked his head and brushed a kiss against her temple. The smell of other wolves clung to her hair and his wolf growled. There must have been more shifters in the bar for she didn’t smell of Connor or his men. No matter, it would quickly disperse in the fresh air outside. He half expected her to shove him away, but instead, she squeezed his fingers and smiled. “See you again.” She nodded to the wolves and walked beside him.
    “Thanks.” He nudged her gently with his elbow. “They loved you.”
    “Uh-huh. I know you weren’t talking about selling furniture, Sasha.” Her voice was sharp. “I don’t want to know the details, but tell me this.” She stopped and dragged him to a halt. “Is it anything dodgy?”
    “Ouch,” he joked. “Straight for the jugular, eh.”
    “You haven’t answered my question.”
    He stared at her determined chin and the set of her mouth, and realized she wasn’t joking. “ No . It’s nothing dodgy.” Just a failed attempt at liaison between two highly secret packs of wolf shifters. They stood on the pavement outside the bar and he really didn’t want to have this conversation at the moment. “Let’s grab some food and we can talk then.” He might come up with some halfway decent story, given a few minutes to