Half a Dose of Fury by Zenina Masters Page A

and blew a raspberry at Tovin. He stared at her for a moment before bursting into laughter.
    She couldn’t help but smile herself. Just one day with Drorik had lightened her soul. Her beast was talking to her again, and she could still half shift. Add the weird fey energy running through her body and it was a pretty good day.
    Tovin sobered and muttered, “I still can’t believe you wore your battle gear.”
    She tapped her vest and smiled. “It seemed appropriate. This is what I do. It won’t change just because I have married your brother, or mated with, rather. The wedding will have to wait until it can be arranged.”
    Tovin chuckled. “With our mother, it can probably be arranged in a matter of hours.”
    “We will delay it until you return, brother. Hopefully, with your own mate.” Drorik smiled.
    “Delay Mother? Good luck with that.” Tovin laughed and looked at the Meditation Centre. “Ah, I think there is a new arrival.”
    Teal looked and blinked. “You can see that?”
    “Of course. There is a golden beam striking through the sky, and here is the occupant. You had better get to work, guardian.” Tovin smiled and whistled as he wandered away from the reception toward the centre.
    “I think I am catching on now. Yval, did you see anything the day that Drorik arrived?” Teal was curious.
    Yval smiled. “A beam of light hitting the middle of the building?”
    “Wow. Okay. This is good to know. If your match is coming in, you can literally see it. That is going to make my job a lot easier.”
    “You didn’t know?”
    “I haven’t had a large enough sample of incoming fey and receptive shifters. Now that I am sure you can see your own mate come in, I will just have to confirm it with the woman who just arrived. Shit! Tovin is going to beat me to her!”
    Teal turned and ran while Yval leaned back against Drorik. “So, how are you feeling now?”
    “Less aggressive. Do you feel like this all the time?”
    She chuckled. “Pretty much. You find ways to burn off the tension.”
    He pressed his groin against her hip. “Any suggestions?”
    “Oh, I have many. Many, many, many. I suppose we will just have to determine what you can handle and what is too much for your delicate sensibilities.”
    The noise he made was a low, growling rumble, and his arms clamped around her waist. She turned and kissed him, distracting him with a gentle and slow caress of her lips. He changed his grip and cupped her hips, pulling them against him as he leaned forward to increase their lip-to-lip contact.
    Teebie spoke behind them. “Get a room. Seriously, I have created a new honeymoon cottage, and it is fully supplied and soundproofed.”
    Yval leaned back and turned her head. “I appreciate the offer, but we are going to try to manage this in the normal world. The sooner I get used to it, the better.”
    Teebie grinned. “Fair enough. There is another couple getting balanced this afternoon. I might be able to lure them into my clutches. I am really looking for feedback on that cottage.”
    Dira and Mak were nearby, and they came over as Yval pried herself out of Drorik’s grip.
    “So, you are returning to your lives after one night together?” Dira raised her eyebrows.
    Yval smiled. “I am used to self-control, so this is a little awkward but not deadly. I can keep him under control until he gets a grip on the predatory and possessive attitude.”
    “I am right here, you know.” Drorik growled.
    She patted his hand and smiled. “I know, punkin.”
    He wrapped his arm around her waist, lifted her and walked toward the Meditation Centre without a backward look. Laughter followed them.
    She crossed her arms and scowled, waiting for him to set her back on her feet.
    Teal and Tony merely smiled and set their bags at their feet.
    Tony grinned. “It was nice meeting you.”
    “You too. I am sure that Drorik was in a much better mood when he was single.”
    Her captor sighed. “You are just going to keep pushing