Right now, he wanted a drink. He needed to try to figure out what he could tell his brother and sister-in-law. According to shifter law, they couldn’t be told. Except that his family had always been close—really close. If he and his sons all ended up moving to Montana—and it looked like a real possibility—Matt and Carrie would either be hurt or they would follow, wanting to keep the family together. What bothered him more, though, was keeping Laura’s ability to walk from them. Other than himself and his wife, Luce, no one loved Laura as much as her Uncle Matt and Aunt Carrie. Her brothers loved her differently; she was their sister. Matt and Carrie loved her like a parent. Having her taken from their lives, not being able to share in her recovery, was going to devastate them. Doug knew he needed to find a way to make it all work out. Taking another sip of whiskey, he put down his glass and ran his fingers through his hair over his head. It was a gesture his kids would recognize as his ‘thinking on a thorny problem.’ The messier his hair got, the more difficult the problem.
