Page 43 of My Pleasure

“Uncle Bren wants to kill your fake uncle?” Meryn asked.

“Yup,” Keran confirmed.

“Dude, game on!” Meryn said, reaching for her laptop.

“Meryn…” Aiden groaned. “We can’t just kill people here.”

“Why not?”

“Because unlike back home, Dad isn’t the Elder here, you don’t have Magnus to indulge you or your aunt to back you up,” Aiden reminded her.

“It’s only murder if they find the body, until that point, it’s just a missing person,” Meryn said, tapping away.

His mother began to growl lowly. “Why does their fake uncle need to die?”

Nicol sniffled. “He’s a bad man who hurt us.”

His Dad cracked his knuckles. “And technically there’s only a missing person if someone reports it.”

Nicol walked over and reached for his dad’s hand. “No claws.”

His dad shot him a look. “That bad?” he asked, scooping Nicol up.

He nodded. “Yeah.” He swung over to look at Meryn. “Hey Shortstuff, can you find out if their parents left them money?”

Meryn looked up, frowning. “Yeah, but I’ll their names to get started.”

Kiera dug around in her purse for a pen and paper. “Here are their names.”

Meryn took the paper and tucked into her pocket. “You think the fake asshole took the money?”

Keran laughed.

“We’re not sure. But as Cord pointed out, most paranormals have some kind of account set up for their children, especially as we are longer lived. Even a small amount of money can grow over time, of which we have plenty of,” Hunter explained.

Meryn blinked. “Oh yeah.” She turned to her mate. “We need an account set up for our jellerbean.”

Aiden smiled. “Mother and father did that the night you confirmed you were pregnant. In fact, everyone you know has probably contributed to it by now. It should be enough for any and all kids we have.”

“Dude!”

“What?”

“You didn’t think to tell me?”

“I forgot you wouldn’t know.”

Hunter looked over at his mate, and she was giving him a pointed look. “We really do forget to tell you ladies things,” he repeated.

Meryn began squinting at her laptop. “Speaking of fake people, Thad wants to set up a meeting with me for this week.”

Aiden straightened. “Absolutely not.”

Caiden walked over to the table. “What does he want?”

Meryn looked from one to the other. “I was creating the shutdown protocols for if their human contracts reveal anything, remember?”

“You’re still doing that, after everything?” Caiden asked.