It was a farmhouse style building with white clapboard siding, a gabled roof, and a porch with white spindle railing. There was a mud-spattered pickup truck parked in front of the house and wildflowers in oak barrels and wheelbarrow planters, and a pile of logs with an axe leaning on it in the front yard. A tire swing dangled from an oak tree at the side of the house. Ryker pulled up in front of the house and parked, and Daisy parked her own car next to his. His family, minus Walt and Carlotta, who’d headed off on their own, pulled up behind him and started piling out of the minivan. Ryker stalked over to them. “All of you. Out of here,” he snapped. “What? We have to get to know your new mate!” His mother looked indignant. “She hasn’t agreed that she’s my mate. And we want our privacy. Go back to your property, and don’t come back here ’til I tell you.”
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