Geir watched as Jake scanned the information he’d been sent via his smart phone. If his expression was anything to go by, Jake seemed to approve of what he read. “Now would be a really good time for a vision,” Jake muttered, shaking his head as he turned to the rest of the people still in the room. Jacki, Beau and Geir were beside him, but there was still a Royal Guard or two watching from near the doorway. “Too bad it doesn’t work that way, eh?” Geir said, moving closer to Jake’s side. Jake was the mate of the Nyx. If he’d been a shifter, his role as a leader among the Clan would be much clearer, but since Jake was human, it was hard to know exactly where he fit at the moment. That was something Geir had hoped would be clarified once they settled into their new home and figured out everyone’s new roles. He’d thought they would have some downtime after the recent battle to figure things out, but it looked like fate had other ideas. They seemed to be hopping from crisis to crisis still.
