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wagging her tail like a dog.
    And just as she was enjoying the moment, and wondering how long was too long to hold onto someone’s hand, there was a crash from the floor below.
    Gently, he pulled away.  “I better go check on that.”
    “Sure.”
    He looked apologetic before bolting out the door.
    Simone rubbed her fingers together.  “Acksel,” she whispered, and the beast inside purred.

Chapter Five
    “Will you guys keep it down?” roared Acksel as his wolf snapped his jaws together.  “Simone is trying to rest,” he added a little more softly.
    He glared at his assembled pack mates.  His friends and family were all there, hoping to be useful, hoping to be helpful.  He and his wolf wished they would all fuck off.
    By nature, he was a patient wolf.  He was kind and generous.  Well, he had to be in the face of the some of the wolves in his pack.  Behaving like an asshole to an asshole never worked.  The best way to get an asshole to back down was to ‘polite’ the hell out of them.  He had plenty of practice growing up.  It was just that, after all the dramas he had dealt with in the pack, all the time, effort and all the dedication he had shown – he had been sent his reward.  An angel who had floated down from heaven.  Or close enough.  A tiger shifter who had careened into a tree.
    His wolf chuffed at him.  Okay, she wasn’t any tiger shifter.  She was… well, she was perfect.  With golden eyes, a playful smile that promised a lot of naughtiness and a wild scent of strawberries – she was as close to heaven as he could ever get.
    Was it so wrong that he wanted all his friends and family to get the fuck away from him so that he could enjoy her all to himself?  He wasn’t going to do anything crazy like jump her delectable body or beg her to mate with him.  He just wanted to get to know her, to be near her, to feel her lithe body pressed against his…
    He snapped back to the present as his sister-in-law Melanie placed a hand on his arm.  “We’re sorry, Acksel.”  She inclined her head to her mate.  “Hans is just a little…”
    “Acting like a total jackass,” snarled Gwen, who was hugging a miserable looking Britt.
    Craig who didn’t appear to be leaving Britt’s side, and who still hadn’t bothered with clothes, growled at Hans.  Hans curled his upper lip, and Acksel could see him tensing, preparing to shift.  Ordinarily this would probably be the time that Acksel would step forward and try to calm his brother.  His wolf snorted that it wasn’t happening.  Yes, he agreed.  Why should he?  Couldn’t this be about him for once?  Hadn’t he spent enough time soothing an explosive older brother and looking after three sweet but ditsy younger sisters?
    “Is she okay?” asked Britt, tearfully.
    His wolf whimpered slightly, and the taint of resentful anger he felt for his family melted, just a little.  Well, she was his baby sister, after all.  Acksel clasped her shoulder as he walked past her.  “She’ll be fine.  You can apologize later.”
    “You see?” hissed Hans, a picture of barely contained rage.  “This wouldn’t have happened if you weren’t acting like an idiot.”
    “I take full responsibility,” said Craig puffing out his chest.  He was technically only fourteen, but the only part of him that seemed to be that age was his sense of humour.  In his mind, he was about eighteen.  His body was nearing twenty-one.
    Hans bared his fangs.  “Yeah, actually you should.  My sisters were good pups before they started hanging out with you Tanner morons.  I forbid you or any of your brothers from coming near any of my family.”
    “You can’t do that!” howled Gwen.
    Greyson, an uncle to the Tanner boys, held his hands out in a placating gesture.  “Okay, guys, let’s take it easy.  I’m sure both Craig and Britt are sorry, but this was all an accident…
    “Which wouldn’t have happened if it weren’t for your nephew!” Hans’ eyes