"The park is abandoned and Zak would find it useful if you went wolf and protected the park. Even if you destroyed the buildings and rides that need to come down. We kill to survive in this family. Madyson and Mackenzie will learn to hunt, kill and survive off those innocent lives. Until they are strong enough, Michael and I will be the ones killing for them."

"What are you thinking?"

"He kills for them. It builds the bond between the three of them, gets his frustration out and helps protect the little ones. Going wolf doesn't mean you kill...but the longer you try and lock up what's meant to be free, it will consume heart and soul, driving the host to insanity until there is nothing left. It may have been easier in your time but here...it will be so much harder."

I stood and stepped closer to Isaiah, standing between his legs and brushing and hand through his hair as I held his head to my stomach. I could see the wolf brushing against his mind, pacing just at the border. He would continue to grow restless the longer he stayed locked up.

"Micah?"

"He's one restless animal, Michael. New scents and new territory. He feels threatened and he's curious. A typical dog thing."

Isaiah looked up, his eyes narrowed, "What?"

"Your wolf. He doesn't know this land. He's acting like any normal mutt."

Michael laughed, his head shaking, "You should ask for permission before you enter the minds of others."

"Why would I ask if it's my children? Personally, I would like to know when they sneak out or when Mackenzie is a teenager and rubbing one out."

My stomach warmed and I looked down, seeing Isaiah's face turn red quite quickly.

"Your bedroom is next to the twins at the end of the hall. See if they want to play...I think a new playmate would be good for them. After only playing with their uncle and cousin...you would be a healthy distraction."

Michael shifted slightly against the wall and I looked over my shoulder, seeing him slowly look back up my body to my eyes.

"Yeah...go play with your siblings. Your mother and I have things to talk about."

"Oh God!"

Isaiah finally caught on and flew from the room and down the hall. I laughed and pulled Michael back to the bedroom, slamming the door shut and locking it as I slammed Michael's back to the door.

He didn't waste time as his hands slide down and gripped my ass, lifting me to his waist and walking to the bed, both of us dropping to it with our lips locked. He pulled away, his lips ghosting over mine.

"I've missed you."

I smiled and ran a hand down his cheek, "I've missed you too, my exiled warrior."

He smirked and kissed my again, his hands tangled in my hair and my claws ripped his shirt.

"Damn baby, your fiesty tonight."

"I won't break Michael...show me that Command strength I know you've been holding back."

Michael smirked and gripped his hand, forcing my eyes to close and a moan to escape my lips.