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with his helmet under his arm and Remi’s in his hand.
    “I was sending off my acceptance for the EMT position.”
    Jake handed Remi his helmet. “You already did that.”
    “No, I sent in the application and got accepted. I just wrote back to confirm that I accepted the offer.” Remi took his helmet and put it on.
    “Why are you rubbing your nose?”
    “Because Sterling ran into it.”
    “I said I was sorry.” Sterling came back with his own helmet under his arm.
    Remi frowned. They all had helmets and Remi had no bike. Gadget had been unsuccessful in fixing Remi’s. “How the hell are we all going to fit on your bike?”
    “We aren’t. Ster—” The sound of several motorcycles roared up outside and Jake opened the door. “Sterling is riding with one of the guys.”
    Putting his helmet on, Sterling bounded out the door.
    Remi walked out the door and waited for Jake to follow. “Why are we going so early? It’s still an hour until nightfall.”
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    Shutting the door, Jake locked it. “I thought it might be nice to get there early for Sterling’s first full moon.” Without looking at Remi, Jake headed toward his bike that he’d already taken out of the garage. What was he up to?
    Remi turned, studying their pack, trying to figure out what was going on.
    Gadget was already starting shit with Bambi, which had become the norm. They were arguing back and forth over the rumble of Harley engines. Remi still missed Zack, but Bambi fit right in—if one could discount the constant squabbling over Gadget trying to tell Bambi what to do.
    Matt waved from a bike that looked very much like Dago’s. Gadget’s other older boy, Logan, looked bored sitting behind Gadget. Nick and Tank gave Remi a flip of their chins in greeting. Where was Dago?
    Remi returned the gesture and waved to Matt. He didn’t even have to guess where Sterling was. Which was probably the best place for him.
    Rhys was proving to be great at keeping the kid in line. The only real issue they had was Sterling’s constant flirting, but Rhys seemed to take it in stride. He’d become pretty good at dissuading that sort of attention. He was also the only one who didn’t seem to mind the constant chatter. Last week, he’d spent the day of Sterling’s fifteenth birthday with them, and Remi was surprised to find that most of the time Rhys didn’t have a problem following Sterling’s sporadic conversations.
    Remi had been thoroughly impressed. Even after almost a month of living together, Jake still got lost and looked at Remi for translation.
    “Come on, pup.” Jake started his bike.
    Climbing on the back of the Harley, Remi grabbed Jake’s waist. He sat back and enjoyed the ride, feeling the wind on his face. They were still planning on moving their pack, but John Carter was giving them time to decide where to go. Jake had bargained with the other alpha and gained them use of pack land until Sterling graduated high school. All in all, everything was really coming together, and Remi was happier than he’d ever been.

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    A faint growl sounded to the left over the wind. Remi looked over in time to catch Rhys removing Sterling’s hand from Rhys’ groin. Remi rolled his eyes and joined Rhys’
    growl.
    Sterling jerked his head to the right, caught Remi’s gaze and blushed.
    Good God. Remi glared and mouthed, “Behave,” barely holding back a grin.
    Knowing Rhys’ stance on his and Sterling’s relationship almost made the whole thing funny…almost. The kid and his raging hormones were persistent though. Remi actually felt sorry for Rhys. Rhys was all about what was best for Sterling, much to Sterling’s chagrin. That included no messing around until Sterling was out of school. Now that had been an amusing conversation to overhear. Remi grinned. Wolf hearing came in handy at times.
    His shoulders slumping, Sterling turned his attention forward.
    Hey, wait a minute. Remi frowned, taking in their scenery. They’d passed their normal hunting grounds. Jake was up to something.
    Just about the time Remi decided to ask where they were going, Jake pulled onto a dirt trail and slowed. Coming to a halt in front of a copse of trees, he cut the engine.
    “Where are we?” Remi climbed off the bike and removed his helmet.
    As the others pulled up behind them, Jake took off his and put it on the handlebars.
    “We’re at our new hunting grounds. It’s