“What do you think of the wedding?”
“It’s better than I thought it would be. It’s interesting to see how it worked out. I love seeing how happy Sandy is. Susie is happy, too, even if she’s ready to pop. She’s boasting that she’s the best matchmaker out there. That Sandy should be in her debt always for giving her two awesome men.”
Slater chuckled. “I’ll have to go thank Susie.”
“Oh please don’t. Her head is already huge from this event.”
Arguing to the side of Sammy had her turning her head to see Gwen and Mr. Brown Hair. He grabbed Gwen’s hand and walked to the exit.
Sammy looked around to see Philip and John going after him. Moving herself out of Slater’s hold she grimaced up at him for a moment unsure if she should give chase or not.
“I have to go help. Make sure no one leaves the venue through the front until I have it sorted.” Not waiting for Slater’s response she ran after Philip and John as they went to Gwen, who was arguing with a tall, buff brown-haired man.
“Gwen, why the hell didn’t you tell me?” The brown haired man grabbed Gwen as he yelled at her.
Gwen shook her arm out of his hold. “Because I didn’t want this.”’ She pointed to John, Philip, and Mr. Brown Hair.
This time the man grabbed Gwen with both hands and shook her. “You should have told me. I looked like a fool out there. Everyone could tell they’re your true mates.”
Philip and John each grabbed a hand and removed it from Mr. Brown Hair, who turned glowing yellow eyes on them and growled. “Let me go.”
Crap! Sammy thought. She couldn’t let Sandy’s brothers get killed on her wedding day. Without thinking Sammy stood in front of Mr. Brown Hair, placing her hands on his rock solid chest and pushed Philip and John back until they let go. “Don’t even think about it. This is Sandy’s wedding and those are her brothers, so don’t start anything. You need to remember that there are a lot of humans around, and they don’t know what you are.”
Mr. Brown Hair’s eyes narrowed down on her, and he sneered. “Are you going to stop me, little human?”
It was then that the situation she was in sank in, and she stared way up into a very angry face. Sammy let her hands drop from his muscled chest as she felt hands come and rest on her shoulders. Sammy felt her mind shut down, and she shrank back terrified. She couldn’t do this again. What had she been thinking? She wasn’t strong enough.
“We will if you don’t take your hands off our mate, Steven.” Brock’s voice snapped her back to the here-and-now as the hands were removed, and Brock lifted the shifter and turned him so he was face to face. “What the fuck do you think you’re doing, Steven? Sammy is terrified. You don’t treat women that way.”
Mr. Brown Hair now had a name: Steven. “All I did was put my hands on her shoulder.”
Steven pushed at Brock, and Slater came up behind Steven as Brock dropped him. “That doesn’t explain why she was terrified. She clearly didn’t want you to touch her. Surely you could smell that just as you can smell the lust and connection pouring off my sister and her mates.”
Steven straightened his suit and glared at Brock. “Your little mate that you haven’t claimed came into a conversation that had nothing to do with her.”
Getting her confidence back, knowing that Brock and Slater wouldn’t let anything happen to her, Sammy squared her shoulders and shot an annoyed look at Gwen, who’d stood there the whole time not saying anything. “I came to help stop a fight. I also didn’t like the way you shook Gwen.”
Steven turned and came face to furious face with Slater. He pushed at him. “I wouldn’t ever hurt Gwen. I’m just wanted to understand why she didn’t tell me she had mates. Why she didn’t tell me so I didn’t introduce myself as her fiancé when I clearly am not.”
Gwen sighed and came forward to stand next to Sammy. “Steven, you know my mother. You know how she’ll feel when she learns I have two humans for mates, especially after what I did with Matty’s father.”
Steven glanced around them like he was checking to see who was watching and listening. “Your mother is a bitch.” Steven ran his fingers through his hair. “We have been friends for years, Gwen. All you had to do was tell me. I’ll help in whatever way you need. I’ll play this game, but eventually you’re going to have to tell Adele, because I’ll be your fiancé for however long you need me, but I will not say ‘I do’ now I know you have true mates.”