Kane adjusted the pillows on the bed before gently sliding under its sheets. They were silky soft against his skin. Mason rolled over to face him. 

Kane reached over and pushed his hair back from his eyes. He stared into Mason's grey eyes, they were so beautiful. He couldn't imagine how anyone would want to hurt him. "I love you."

"Are you just going to say that all the time now?" Mason asked with a smirk.

"Yes," Kane said with certainty. 

"I like it," Mason told him. Mason seemed to look over him for a few moments. "Are you okay?" he asked.

Kane rolled his eyes. "Aren't I the one who should be asking you?"

Mason shrugged. "I'll be fine, you seem weird, what's up?"

Kane sat up in the bed. He pressed his back against the headboard. He knew what he had to do, but it scared him. He didn't want to give Mason more reasons to worry, they had enough on their plates, but they were mates and he couldn't keep secrets from him. "I do need to tell you something, but I need you to promise me that you won't freak out."

Mason's expression turned worried. He sat up slowly and faced Kane. "Whatever it is, I won't freak out," he promised.

Kane took a deep breath. "Those rogues might know what pack you're from."

Mason's eyes widened. "What do you mean?"

"I've seen that guy before," Kane admitted. "He was there when those rogues came to find you that day. Adam and I saw him lurking around a house and he saw us too. He might have not recognised me, but there's a chance that he did. If he remembered me, then he knows what pack we are from."

Kane breathed out a sigh of relief. He had hated keeping that from Mason. He waited for Mason's response. Mason nodded slowly at the words. He seemed to be thinking about it. Kane couldn't tell what he was thinking.

"I need to tell the pack that they might be coming back, in case," Kane explained, "but if I do that then they will want to know how I know that. They will ask what it is that they had been looking for."

Mason nodded. "You need to tell them."

"What do I tell them?" Kane asked.

"The truth," Mason said. He sighed. "Tell them that they were searching for me and they might know what pack we are from. We don't have to tell them the details about the fight or anything, but I couldn't live with myself if the pack was attacked and they weren't prepared because of me." Mason's eyes were teary when he spoke, "I can't be the cause of any more deaths, Kane, I won't."

Kane pulled him to his chest, wrapping his arms around Mason. "That won't happen. I won't let that happen."

"I told you from the start that I was a danger to the pack," Mason whispered into his chest, "They might not want me back once they know the truth."

Kane rubbed his hand up and down Mason's back. "You're my mate," Kane told him, "They will accept you no matter what. You're just as a part of the pack as the rest of us. You know that our friends will back us up."

Mason nodded. "I do know that. You have a good group of people around you, Kane."

"They are your people too," Kane told him.

"You should call the pack," Mason said.

Kane pressed his nose to Mason's hair for a second before letting go. He reached over and found his phone. He found his father's number and called it.

He answered on the first ring. "Kane, we haven't heard from you all day! Did you make it to the Rosemont pack alright?"

"Yeah, Dad. We are here now."

"Good."

"I just need to talk to you about something." Kane put the phone on speaker. "It's important."

Kane heard his father's tone change. "Kane, what's wrong?"

"I need you to tell Victor that the response team needs to be prepared for an attack."

"An attack?" his father asked. "What are you talking about, Kane?"

Kane looked to Mason for support. Mason reached over and squeezed his knee. He gave him a slight nod.

"Dad, we had an encounter with one of the rouges that was there during that attack on our pack. I don't know if he recognised us, but if he did, he knows what pack we are from and that we have something he wants."

His father sighed. "You mean, he knows we have Mason."

Kane and Mason shared shocked looks. "D-dad, you knew?"

His father spoke quickly, "How bad was this encounter?" he asked. "Is everyone okay? They didn't hurt you, did they?"

"We are okay, Mason got a head knock and Nora got a little hurt but we will be fine. They should even be healed by the time we make it back to the pack," Kane said, "but more importantly, how did you know about Mason? Who else knows?"

"I'm glad you kids are okay."

"Dad." Kane pressed the point. There was no way he was letting it slide.

"We knew from the beginning that he was a target," he explained slowly, "when we approved his move here, Victor and I were fully aware of why. We agreed to protect him. We always knew that the rogues would come searching for him after what happened to his parents, but we thought we were in the clear after the attack."

"You and Victor are the only ones who know?"

"Yes," he admitted. "We didn't want to tell the rest of the pack in case it worried people. Thank you for calling and telling me this, son, because we wouldn't have been prepared otherwise. We did think that we had fooled the rogues when they didn't find Mason here. I will let Victor know. The most important thing is that you three make it back here safely. No more encounters with those rogues again, okay?"

"We will take different roads back. We won't make stops."

"Okay, good. Once you three are back we can make more of a plan, but we can just hope that the rogue didn't recognise any of you. I'm sure he's invaded more than one pack and seen more than a few kids' faces."

"Yeah, we are hoping."

"I have to go," his father said, "dinners ready, but call me if there's any dramas."

"I will do Dad. Bye."

Kane hung up the phone. He looked at Mason and smiled. "Well, that was unexpected."

Mason was biting at his lip. "I can't believe they still accepted me into the pack even after knowing that."

"I told you, the pack protects its own."

Mason smiled. He linked their hands. "I'm kind of one of you, but not really."

Kane shook his head. "I told you the first time I met you, and I'll tell you again now, you're one of us. You've been a part of this pack since the day you moved here."

Mason nodded slowly. "Okay."

"Okay?"

"Okay, packmate."

"Whatever, boyfie."

Mason let go of his hand and threw a pillow at Kane. "Stop that."

"Stop what, boyfie?"

"If you don't stop calling me that I'll make you sleep on the couch."

"You wouldn't! You know you like being the little spoon too much to let that happen."

Mason laughed. "Shut up." He got back under the covers and motioned for Kane to join him. "If you shut up you can join me."

"I was so right," Kane told him with a smirk as he got back under the covers and buried his face in Mason's neck. The stress of that day was finally gone, knowing the pack was safe, that they were safe. He kissed Mason's neck. "Tomorrow night we can do more than spoon," he whispered in Mason's ear.

Mason laughed and pulled Kane's hands tighter around his waist. "If I still have this concussion you might actually have to kiss me with puke breath."

"Yuck, but okay."

Mason laughed. "I guess we were both right."

A few hours later, Kane woke up to the sound of knocking against the door. The person didn't wait for him to get the door, and it opened slowly. Nora's face popped around the door. "I told you that you two were too lovey-dovey for me," she said with a smile.

Kane let go of Mason's waist and ruffled his hair. "Wake up," he said.

Mason murmured something incomprehensible. Kane got out of the bed and ran his fingers through his hair, trying to make it look somewhat presentable. "Is it dinner time?" he asked.

Nora nodded. "Yeah, Eve just came and got me." She sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Mason. "How's your head feeling?"

He rubbed his eyes. "Not too bad now."

"Good," she said. "I was worried about you."

Mason sat up. "No need to be worried. I've got a thick skull."

Nora laughed. "Now, isn't that the truth."

Mason pushed at her shoulder playfully. "Shut up."

Nora held her hands up. "Hey, you said it."

"Children," Kane said to them with a stern tone, "stop fighting. We have a dinner to get to."

"Okay, daddy."

Nora pretended to gag. "Not that again."

Mason and Kane laughed. Kane wrapped his arm around Mason's shoulder when he got out of the bed. "Come on," he said, before leading the them out of the room and into the hallway.

Before they even entered the dining room Kane could smell the food wafting through the halls. As they entered the dining room, Kane instantly honed in on the plates of food waiting for them on the comically large table which ran almost the length of the room. Just as they reached the table Eve walked into the room holding a platter of cheeses.

"You've arrived!" she greeted them happily. "I do hope you all had a good rest. Take any seat you wish!"

Kane pulled a chair out for Nora. She smiled and thanked him. Kane then pulled one out for Mason. "Such a gentleman tonight," Mason whispered.

"I like to take care of my mates."

"Ew," Nora chimed in, "that makes us sound like polygamists."

Kane and Mason laughed.

"You three are so cute," Eve told them as she placed the platter in the centre of the table.

Kane took a seat between Nora and Mason.

"Did you make all of this?" Mason asked Eve. He motioned across the table. "This is incredible."

"Yes, with the help of my brother, of course," she told them. Eve then sat down opposite Kane. "Who, of which, should be here any minute, he was just washing up before dinner."

Kane heard someone enter the room. He turned to see a boy who was definitely Eve's younger brother. He would have known that just from looking at him. They shared the same features and dark curly hair. He wore a linen shirt with the top buttons undone, revealing his muscular chest underneath. The smell of Alpha hit Kane as soon as the boy was close.

He walked up to the table and Kane had expected him to sit next to Eve right away, but instead he walked up to Nora and smiled. "You found the place."

"I didn't even get lost for a second," Nora said with a smirk, "you would be proud."

The boy laughed. "I knew you had it in you. Oh," he said, handing her something, "I didn't forget this either."

Kane saw that it was a book he had handed her. "Do you two know each other?" Kane asked.

He felt a pang of jealously through the bond at the way he smiled so brightly down at her. Nora seemed to feel the same as she pulled the book to her chest.

"Thank you," Nora told him. She looked to Kane. "Oh, we met this afternoon."

"I'm Owen," the boy said as he walked around the table. He sat down next to his sister. "My sisters filled me in about you guys," he said. "Quite the story! I've never heard of a situation quite like it."

Kane stared at him. He could tell that he was younger than Eve, but not by much. The two of them could be models, with their perfect features and sharp jawlines. He didn't even want to see how beautiful the rest of their family was.

"Neither have we," Mason told him.

"We really appreciate your packs help," Kane told him.

"We are more than happy to give it," Owen told him. "Just as I told Nora this afternoon in the garden, if we don't have faith in the moon Gods and Goddesses and their plan, then we really don't have anything. This is a trial, for sure, but one that I am sure you three will get through."

"You are very right Owen," Nora told him.

Kane didn't miss the dreamy way she was staring at him from across the table.

"You are very wise, brother," Eve said. "My brother may make fun of me for being a hopeless romantic, but he is forever the optimist."

"I would never make fun of you," Owen said with a smirk.

"Oh sure, sure," Eve said with a smile. "Anyway, everyone start eating before it gets cold!"

Kane was suitably impressed by the food Eve and Owen had made. He wished that he knew how to cook like this. As they ate, the conversation was flowing about their day tomorrow. Eve was bursting at the edges with excitement, saying that she couldn't wait to see them once their bonds were fixed and that she was going to take Nora out on the town, whatever that meant, to meet people when she was single again.

As they finished their meal Owen got Kane's attention. "I'll drive you three tomorrow. Would it be alright to meet in the foyer around ten?"

Kane nodded. "That would be perfect. Thank you."

Owen smiled brightly. "Rita is a lovely woman, I can't wait to introduce all of you."

"Do you think she will be happy to see us?" Mason asked.

"I hope so," Owen told him, "she's not usually much for visitors, but you three aren't any ordinary visitors."

"You've got that right," Nora muttered. "You'd hope she'd make an exception for the kids whose lives she messed with."

"I don't think Rita would have intended to hurt any of you," Owen told her. "She does have good intentions."

Nora thought about that for a second before nodding in agreement. Kane wasn't sure what to make of that. He didn't really believe that Rita was an incredible which doctor but was unable to predict the hurt she would cause. Kane really did hope that she was as good as Owen was making her out to be. He believed, at the very least, that she would be willing to make it right. It was her mistake after all.