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In a Badger Way (Honey Badger Chronicles #2)(3)
Author: Shelly Laurenston, Charlotte Kane

Niles Van Holtz—“Van” to his friends and Pack but “Holtz” to his mate—found his full-human wife still doing her own work in her very messy office. Her gaze fixed on her computer screen, her fingers flying over the keyboard, desperately trying to keep up with her even faster brain.

He didn’t wait for her to notice him. She never would. Instead, he leaned down and kissed her neck.

“I’ll be right with you,” she said, still working. “Go have lunch and I’ll meet you downstairs.”

“It’s three in the morning.”

Her hands froze on the keyboard. “Oh. All right.”

Van sat down on the floor, his back resting against her desk. “Did you eat at all today?”

“I had breakfast.” When he continued to stare at her, she added, “A very large breakfast. Is there a reason you’re here?”

Van rested his arms on his raised knees. “They found three more.”

Irene dropped back into her seat, her lips slightly parted. It took a lot to stun her, but here they were.

“Burned?”

“Yes.”

“The same other issues?”

“Yes. Hybrids in the process of shifting into or out of their human forms when killed, but, for whatever reason, none turned completely back to human, which they should have when they died. We all shift back to human after we die.”

Irene shook her head. “Fascinating. He’s really advanced his work.”

“You know, we don’t know it’s him.”

“It’s him,” she snapped. “Trust me, it’s him.”

“Because you don’t like him?”

“I don’t like most people, but he’s the only one with the science to come up with this.”

“That’s because he’s been working on ways to change DNA to get rid of the most deadly diseases. Like cancer and diabetes.”

“I wish you would just admit that you don’t believe it’s him because he’s one of you. A fellow shifter.”

“You’re right, I have a very hard time believing any shifter would do this to another.”

“Because you refuse to believe some shifters are more human than others. He’s also a scientist and I know my own kind. We can rationalize almost anything as long as it doesn’t touch our work. We can give you very logical reasons why we’re doing it—even when we know it’s wrong. Trust me when I say, he is no different. At the very least,” she added, “we need to investigate him thoroughly.”

“My people have already started but it would be great if we could get someone on the inside.”

“I already told you that I’m out . . . he loathes me.”

“Do you have any idea how many times you’ve made that statement to me about so many people?”

“I could calculate it, but I’m sure the final tally would be quite large.” She raised one finger. “There is one option that—”

“No,” he said firmly. “We’re not going to discuss this again. Those three are too unstable.”

“First, it amuses me that you think you can force edicts on me like ‘We’re not discussing this again.’ Of course we’re discussing this again, and we’ll discuss it as often as I like.”

And that’s why he adored his wife. She never took any of his shit.

“Second, I’m not talking about all three of them. She has connections to him that we can use to our benefit.”

“But doesn’t she loathe you too?”

“Oh, yes. Absolutely. I doubt she’ll ever forgive me for what I did. But the difference is I have an in with this one.”

“Is that what you call a seventeen-year-old boy?”

Irene smiled. “He’s better than nothing.”

chapter TWO

Three days later . . .

Shen Li opened the cabinet door over the refrigerator, and that’s where he found her. Panting and sweating, her legs pulled tight into her chest, her eyes wide and bright gold.

Her eyes were normally blue, so he sensed that gold wasn’t a good thing at the moment.

She was also naked. Very, very naked. Why the hell was she naked?

“I’m fine,” she said before he could speak. “I’m fine, I’m fine, I’m fine.”

“You want me to close the door?” he asked.

She shut her eyes, turned her head toward the corner, and nodded. Desperately.

Shen closed the door and faced the room. He knew immediately what the problem was.

It was the bears.

A roomful of them.

That would scare most normal people, but Stevie MacKilligan was not a normal person. Not even by his standards. And his standards were pretty liberal, being that he wasn’t really normal either.

How could he be when he could shift into a giant panda? An ability built into his DNA, like his mother’s brown eyes and his father’s weird knuckles.

But even by shifter standards, Stevie was not normal.

Cute. Interesting. But definitely not normal.

Which was why Shen knew she’d stay trapped in that cupboard until the end of time if he didn’t help.

“All right,” he said to the bears. “You guys need to go.”

They glanced at him . . . then went right back to eating the baked goods that Stevie’s eldest sister Charlie had put out before she’d left the house. He’d heard her heading downstairs before the sun was up just so she could bake, meaning only one thing—she was stressed out.

And when Charlie baked, the bears showed up to feed. A situation that didn’t bother Charlie but freaked out poor Stevie.

The bears continued to ignore Shen, but he wasn’t surprised by that. He was dealing with a room filled with grizzlies, polars, and black bears. Bear breeds that didn’t really consider pandas one of their own. Pandas just weren’t terrifying enough because pandas didn’t let the little things bother them. They didn’t explode in a violent rage when someone startled them. And panda mothers never ripped off someone’s head because he was too close to their children. Nor did panda fathers go on hunger-fueled rampages because a meal or two had been missed.

They were pandas. They just rolled along through life. Happy to be happy.

And, like his brethren, it took a lot to push Shen to actually unleash his anger. He’d always had a very high tolerance for bullshit.

Still, he knew that Stevie didn’t have that tolerance. High or otherwise. Although he’d never actually seen it in action, Stevie’s two sisters seemed to have a deep-seated fear of their baby sister “snapping her bolt” as it was called. Apparently it went beyond mere wild-animal rage and into something else altogether.

Not in the mood to deal with whatever cleanup that sort of thing entailed, Shen decided to end this before it became nasty.

He walked out of the kitchen, through the dining room, and straight into the living room. He grabbed the duffel bag he kept behind the chaise lounge, returned to the kitchen, dropped the bag on the floor, and pulled out his favorite weapon. He leaned against the refrigerator and began his assault.

First, he unleashed his fangs and used one to strip off the leaves, which he’d eat later. He then used his back teeth to crack down on the green bamboo shoot, breaking off a piece that he could then chew. Then he did it all over again. And again. And again.

The sound radiated across the room until he saw that every eye in the place was locked on him. Bears—especially grizzlies—hated what they called “weird sounds.” And they found the constant chewing of bamboo by giant pandas among the most irritating. Mostly because it rarely stopped.

It took three minutes, but when they saw him go in for another bamboo stalk, they all picked up what was left of their treats, their cups of coffee, and walked out the back door.

Grinning, Shen tossed the bamboo back in his duffel bag and reached up to knock on the cabinet door.

“You can come out now. They’re all gone.”

He opened the refrigerator door and pulled out a bottle of water. But just as he started to take a drink, he realized that Stevie still hadn’t come out.

Frowning, he used his free hand and opened the cabinet door again. Stevie was still curled tight into the corner, her hands dug into her hair, her thin naked body tense and shivering.

“Stevie? You o—”

She came at him then. Exploding from the cabinet, the top half of her body leaning out, extremely large fangs coming toward his face.

Shen jerked back and felt the enamel of her fangs brush against his lips before snapping closed on nothing but air.

Then she roared. Loudly. The windows in the house rattled before she disappeared back into the cabinet, slamming the door after her.

“Well . . . that wasn’t normal,” Shen said to no one.

* * *

Charlie MacKilligan began to rub her temples and glanced up at the gorgeous man who stood beside her. A migraine was starting to settle behind her eyes and that was never a good thing. It made her tense and she tended to say things she couldn’t take back when she was tense.

But she knew what was going on here. They were building up to something. Attempting to lull her into a false sense of security with mindless chatter before they made their move.

Her father often did the same thing so she was used to it. Of course the fact that her worthless father often tried this same technique on her made Charlie angry and distrustful of the people who’d pledged to protect her and her sisters.

Apparently, the shifter world had decided that hybrids were worth their time to protect. This was the first Charlie had ever heard that. Most purebreds didn’t know what to do with her and Stevie. Not only were they the combined DNA of two different species, they were the fucked-up offspring of Freddy MacKilligan, which everyone found way more offensive than the intermingling of different species.

It wasn’t fair, really. That they’d been hit twice like that. By their mothers’ poor choices in men and their father’s . . . uselessness.

Big fingers gently stroked Charlie’s cheek and she smiled up at Berg Dunn. Her big grizzly bear. Literally. He could shift into a grizzly bear. The morning after her cousin’s wedding a few weeks ago, she’d woken up to find herself sleeping on top of his back, bear fur tickling her nose. He’d shifted in the night and it was shockingly weird to realize that her head was resting on his grizzly hump like it was a hard pillow. Then, as she was sitting up, trying to shake herself awake, she’d watched a big bear butt walk past the open bedroom door; followed a few seconds later by another bear. Those were Berg’s triplet brother and sister lumbering by. They’d also shifted that morning and were wandering around their house in their bear forms. Apparently something they did whenever the mood struck them. Something Charlie couldn’t do because, unlike her sisters, she couldn’t shift. Something else she blamed on her father.

   
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