Page 42 of Touched By Moonlight

Obliging, I did and chewed and then swallowed. Fried peppers, onions, sausage, sharp cheddar and bacon blended into eggs all exploded in my mouth. Most Fae don’t eatmeat.

I’m not mostFae.

“Wow. Amazing.More.”

Stephan turned off the burners and took the seat at the table’s head. He looked anxious, as if waiting for my next move. Grayson fed me a few more pieces and then set the forkdown.

I noticed the satisfied expressions on Stephan andNicolas.

Grayson lifted the curtain of my hair and planted a gentle kiss on my nape. “You please me,Sienna.”

Suspicion filled me. “Why do I get the feeling there’s a deeper meaning to what you justdid?”

He turned my head gently so I could see Marc and Dana outside on the lanai through the sliding glass doors. Jodi speared an omelet piece, handed the fork to Marc, who fed his wife. At first, I felt pity. Perhaps Dana was too feeble to eat on her own. Then I saw Dana pick up her coffee cup in a steadyhand.

Uh-oh. This meant something in shifter land. In Grayson’spack.

“When a woman takes food from a man’s hand in our home, she acknowledges she belongs to him. And in his bed.” Nicolas’ heated gaze regarded me over the top of his coffeemug.

I climbed off Grayson’slap.

“I belong to no man.” There was an empty seat at the table’s end so I chose thatone.

“We can change that,” Stephan said with that anxious look again. “Pack comes first here, Sienna. When you belong to us, we give everything to cherish and protect you. It’s our code of honor andloyalty.”

“You become ours, and we become yours,” Nicolas said, but that guarded look came over himagain.

Maybe he wasn’t so in love with the idea, but said it because ofStephan.

This shift in conversation, and their intent stares, had me thrilled and uneasy all at once. Thrilled because I secretly loved the idea of three strong males to command, to please me in bed. Uneasy because commitment wasn’t something that I excelled at in the past, and when I committed, I gotburned.

Betrayed.

I changed the subject as Grayson handed me the plate with the half-eaten omelet. He and Nicolas started eating their breakfast as well, but Stephan sat, sippingcoffee.

“Tell me about Marc and Dana, and their daughter. How did they end up stayinghere?”

“Marc and Dana were abandoned by their pack when they could no longer shift. I found them in the snow while hiking while on a trip to Alaska. Jodi was trying to convince them not to die in the wilderness as their alpha hadadmonished.”

The fork clattered to my plate as I stared at Grayson. “That’s horrible. Their own pack master refused to care forthem?”

“It happens.” This from Stephan, whose usually carefree expression turned hard. “Some alphas kick you out if you don’t live up to theirstandards.”

“And you took them in.” New respect for Grayson mingled with suspicion. “Why? What was in it foryou?”

His mouth curled upward. “You don’t think I’m charitable, Sienna? Capable of giving an elder couple a safe home for their twilightyears?”

“You’re an alpha and run a pack, and several successful businesses. There had to be somebenefit.”

His smile widened. “Clever Sienna. Yes, a few. Elders such as Marc and Dana have a wealth of knowledge of the century prior, and their wisdom comes with experience. Marc once ran a successful business, and his advice has beeninvaluable.”

Nicolas regarded me over the top of his coffee cup, sayingnothing.

“We’re not like normal shifters, Sienna,” Stephan toldme.

“I don’t know what normal shifters are like,” I confessed. “Never spent much time aroundthem.”

I turned to Nicolas, who seemed to be the most reserved. “What about you, Nick? Why are youhere?”