“You know, they really are very nice once you get to know them,” said Anne as she patted Roger’s hand. “It was a shock to me too. Meggie is such a smart woman and I was sure she would never find a husband, but Luc is wonderful. So attentive to the twins and such a good provider. Do you know he owns his own company? It’s Alpha Wolf Tech. I really shouldn’t have been surprised that he was a werewolf, what with a company named Alpha Wolf, but then again, you never know these days. Oh, and it was your son-in-law Andrew that lead me to asking if there was something different, You know, I read all those Urban Fantasy novels, the ones about werewolves and vampires and I just knew that there was something mysterious about him.”
Roger looked over at his wife who was being checked out by a Dr. Hayes, who was here with his wife. Eric was sitting on a chair in a pair of borrowed sweat pants. He was still trying to take it all in. Lewis and Peter were standing nearby to make sure things stayed calm.
“You see, they aren’t the bad guys. Not biters. You can’t catch it like the flu or rabies. It’s genetic and you see, Meg had those beautiful babies and when they grow up, they’ll shift just like Luc or Ginny. I can’t wait to see them. And then there’s Sara. I’m amazed she didn’t take a bite out of your leg. She really is very protective of people she likes. Joe and Ivan are her little henchmen. She baked the cookies you had earlier too. So sweet of them. Wolves can’t have chocolate you know, so they make peanut butter cookies. It was the lack of chocolate that made me curious too. You know, what celebration doesn’t have chocolate? Really, it’s almost un-American,” Anne rambled on.
“Roger, would you like a cup of coffee?” Ginny asked.
“Yes. And some aspirin if you have any,” he replied. He was in a state of shock, and reality was beating his brain into a pulp.
Ginny nodded and walked towards the kitchen.
Ginny found a cup and poured the coffee. “Vivien, how does your dad take his coffee?”
“I don’t know. I’ve never seen him drink coffee. Black I guess.” said Vivien. The last hour had been surreal.
“I’ll take cream and sugar out to him,” said Ginny. She left the kitchen with a tray of cups, and coffee.
Vivien watched her go and then curled back into Andrew’s chest. “Oh Andrew, I’m so sorry,” she started to say for the third time.
“No, this isn’t your fault. Nor is it Jesse’s for not stopping them at the door,” said Andrew looking over at Jesse who was trying very hard not to cry. Andrew ruffled his hair.
“No, but this is one hell of a way to meet the in-laws,” said Kevin. He too was wearing borrowed clothes.
“Yeah, but not the proffered method,” said Meg. She was smiling as she heard her mom still talking a thousand words a minute. Both twins had slept through the whole gate crashing incident and were still asleep.
“No, but damn. What a way to end a party,” said George. His shirt was torn at the armholes and the collar was torn nearly all the way off. Angie had tried to get him to take it off, but he wouldn’t.
“Well, I hope Lisa is okay,” said Patrick. He was making more coffee and hot water for tea.
“She’s upstairs with Rose. The two of them were giggling when I checked on them earlier,” said Andrew.
“Giggling?” asked Vivien.
“Yes. Rose said she hadn’t had such excitement since the dog catcher picked up Ross,” said Andrew.
“Ross?” asked Patrick.
“Rose’s twin. He’d been running through Calgary scaring cats and got caught,” said Andrew with a smile. That brought well needed laughter to the kitchen. After George had growled that there were werewolves in the room, and the three Sunbery’s had reacted in predictable fashion, there had been mild chaos. Most of the family had rallied around Andrew and Vivien. Some left with cake in hand, while others moved upstairs to change clothes. Eric had been sent to the downstairs bathroom to clean up and Jeff saw to Emma who had knocked her head when she fainted. The trio had been bedded down in Vivien’s old room and in a brilliant move, Luc had asked Anne to talk to Roger.
“I gave your mom a cup of coffee too Meg. I didn’t want her to run out of steam,” said Ginny with a wicked grin.
“That Ginny. She’s the real head of the family. The pack is a matriarchal family unit you know. She is the descendant of that wolf that died up at the bed and breakfast a few months ago. Well, come to think of it, all the shifters are except maybe Rose and Andrew. That’s your new son-in-law. Or whatever they call the relationship. They sometimes marry like we do. Other times, they just mate. The wolf has to agree to the relationship as well as the human side. Of course, sometimes they don’t agree. Andrew and Ginny were originally suppose to be mates, but their wolves just didn’t get along. So, it was very lucky for Vivien to meet Andrew after Ginny and Patrick mated. There have been a lot of matings recently. Mostly shifter to human. Do you realize that other than your family, that there are only four or five other humans in this house? That’s a 4 to 1 shifter versus human ratio. Not exactly as it is in the wider world, but there are far more than you’d expect. They aren’t all wolves either. Apparently, Brian, that’s Ginny’s Great-great-grandfather, met a tiger shifter in Vancouver, BC. He was Chinese, so tiger does make sense. Lewis knew him too. That’s Lewis over there. He’s mated to Sam, who of course is human. She lived with Brian for over ten years. Not that kind of relationship though, more landlord and tenant. She runs a Bed and Breakfast and now Angie, who is also human runs it with her mate, George. He’s the big one, with the cute fangs. The Bed and Breakfast is where Andrew and Vivien are going on their honeymoon.”
“I think I need the bathroom,” said Roger. He stood up and looked at Eric who pointed towards the back of the house where he’d showered. Roger put down his cup of coffee and headed that direction.
“Let me show you the way,” said Peter. Roger nodded as Peter escorted him to the bathroom.
“You’re mom will be okay. Slight concussion, and she’ll have a headache in the morning. Your brother seems ashamed and confused. Your dad, well, from what I can tell is throwing up in the bathroom,” said Jeff as he helped himself to a piece of cake and a cup of coffee.
“I’m not surprised. I don’t think he’s ever had coffee,” said Vivien. “What’s next? What do we do now?”
“Well, we wait for Luc. He made a few calls and I know that the family lawyer is on his way over,” said Sandy. “I think he called David too.”
“David?” asked Vivien. She was still trying to puzzle out why the family lawyer had been called.
“He’s one of the local police lieutenants. He’s a shifter, and helps deal with issues in the family when they fall into the realm of the police,” said Sandy.
Vivien nodded. “Andrew, why the lawyer?”
Andrew looked down at Vivien. “Luc wants to make sure that the family is safe. That includes you. Your parents, while good intentioned, have stirred up a hornets nest. We’ve had a few times when it was better for certain parties to either agree to restraining orders or agreements that bound them not to talk. It will depend on your parents and how angry Luc is by the time all the talking is done,”
“Oh,” said Vivien wishing she could just curl up in a ball and disappear.
“Don’t you start withdrawing,” said Andrew. “You are not to blame for any of this.” Wolf smelled his mates nervousness.”
Vivien looked up at Andrew, saw that his eyes had shifted. She stood on tiptoes and kissed him.