Warriors of Poseidon 05 - Atlantis Redeemed

long as I am with her.”
    Conlan sighed and shook his head. “You know, that’s how it starts. Alaric has a point about the diaper changing.”
    Brennan inclined his head. “Yes. You will remember I was with you when you first spent time with Riley.”
    “I’m not pregnant,” Tiernan said, the flood of indignation in her voice reducing it to a squeak.
    “It was—”
    “Something we can discuss later,” Brennan said firmly. “For now, we’re going back to Yellowstone to stop these vampires and their scientist flunkies.”
    As if on cue, they all stood up from the table, and Conlan bowed to Brennan and Tiernan. “Keep me informed. I’ll rally the warriors and send in reinforcements, but for now you’re on your own.”
    “No, he’s not. I’m his backup,” Tiernan said.
    “All of humanity and the entire shifter community are depending on you, small one?” Alaric said, rolling his eyes.
    Tiernan whipped a small canister out of her backpack and held it up. “Hey. I’ve got pepper spray, and I’m not afraid to use it.”
    Alaric was still laughing seconds later when she whirled around and brought a sharpened wooden stake in a rapid strike to stop only inches away from his throat.
    “People underestimate me,” she said. “I use it.”
    “People fear me,” Brennan said. “I use that.”
    Alaric looked back and forth between the two of them, that gleam of amusement still in his eyes. He finally smiled, and the stake in Tiernan’s hand glowed a hot green and she yelped and dropped it.
    “I don’t care what people think about me,” Alaric said. “But come with me, Brennan. I have something that might help.”
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Chapter 22
Mammoth Hot Springs Hotel
    Brennan’s warrior senses shot to high alert when Lucas’s Pack driver pulled the limousine into the hotel driveway. “We’re on,” he told Tiernan, who’d been clenching and unclenching her hands for the entirety of the short drive.
    “Thank you,” Tiernan said to the driver. “Please thank Lucas for meeting us and providing us with the car, too.”
    The driver nodded, and Brennan suddenly realized the man hadn’t spoken a single word since they’d climbed into the ridiculous vehicle. He’d put his hand on the door handle, when the driver surprised him by finally speaking up.
    “They were my friends. The ones that those scientists took and messed up their minds? They were my friends. Make sure you get these bastards and call us when you need help,” he said, more than a little of the wolf in his voice.
    “We will. You have my word,” Brennan said.
    The driver met Brennan’s gaze in the rearview mirror and then nodded again. “You’re friend to Lucas, so your word is good enough for me.”
    Tiernan put a hand on the driver’s shoulder for a moment, and then the door opened and the hotel bellhop leaned down. “Checking in, folks?”
    Brennan exited the vehicle and extended a hand to Tiernan to assist her in climbing out, but he didn’t let go of her hand once she had.
    “No, we’re just coming back from a little overnight jaunt,” she said cheerfully. “All rested and ready to go. How’s the conference going?”
    “Everything is running very well, ma’am.” The bellhop accepted Brennan’s tip and rushed ahead of them to open the door.
    Once they entered the lobby, the first person they saw was Dr. Litton, hurrying toward them.
    “They must have had a lookout for us,” Tiernan murmured.
    “Undoubtedly.”
    “Mr. Brennan,” Litton called out as he crossed the lobby toward them. “We’ve been looking for you. Where have you been?” He pointedly ignored Tiernan.
    Tiernan, of course, wasn’t about to stand idly by for that. She flashed him a charming smile.
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    “Oh, hello, Dr. Litton. We went out for a drive in the moonlight and wound up staying out all night. It was so romantic, don’t you think, honey?”
    It took Brennan a couple of seconds to realize she was talking to him with that last, and another couple of seconds to banish his stupid smile from being called “honey.”
    “It was an excellent journey,” he agreed. “We were so caught up in the . . . scenery . . . that we wound up touring the entire area.”
    Litton’s narrow-eyed gaze darted between Brennan and Tiernan as if he were trying to decide if they were telling the truth or not.
    Brennan, telling himself it was for