Well, at least stranger than it had been in the last five years. Growing up with four mountain lion-shifters would be pretty strange to the normal human. However, the residents of this small town didn’t seem too human. Then again, it could have been his imagination running wild. His hormones sure were on overdrive since he’d met Danica. Watching her smile at Shayna made him want to touch her, to see if her skin really was as creamy as it looked. Shaking off the inappropriate thoughts, he followed the women into the house. The large man from the night before was the first to greet them. The sense of familiarity settled over him again. He’d seen him somewhere before but could not place the where or when. “Blaine. Relax.” Nevan cut his eyes toward the commanding voice. An older, larger man who looked a lot like Blaine entered the living room. His dark brown hair back in a loose ponytail, and his brown eyes darkened as he locked gazes with Nevan.
