He had Liam and Liam's entire family. He knew, however, now wouldn't be a good time; instead he held his mate tight and kissed the top of his head. Liam didn't think he'd even been so angry in his life at what Declan had been through. He couldn't begin to imagine how scared Declan must have been to be chased for so long through unfamiliar territory after witnessing what he had. Liam couldn't get his head around how strong his feelings towards his mate were already. They'd only known each other for twenty-four hours. It felt like a lifetime. Before Liam, or anyone else, could say anything, the sound of knocking came from the direction of the front door, followed by the loud voices of Liam and Ben's friends. "Yo, assholes, hope you're ready to have your asses handed to you," Corey yelled out. "As if, you couldn't win if your life depended on it." Sam snickered behind him. "Like you could," Brad started in. "Everyone knows it's me who goes home with the pot every week." Kieran's soft voice carried into the room with them.
