His dragon roared. That’s not a good enough answer.
Then Teagan grinned and added, “Of course I do. Now, hurry up.”
Picking up the smaller, plain silver cuff, he slid it into place on her arm. His beast grunted. I want our name there.
In time.
Aaron pulled her up against his body and took her lips in a rough kiss. Not caring that her family was there, he took the kiss deeper. Teagan wrapped her arms around him and met him stroke for stroke. Only when she needed to come up for air did he pull away.
The sight of her kiss-bruised lips and shortness of breath instantly flashed a picture of her naked in their bed, awaiting his latest torture.
His beast spoke up again. We should hurry. I’m sure we can make her scream our name at least once before the next clan matter arises. She is recovered and strong enough. She could use the exercise.
Just as Aaron was about to whisper the suggestion to Teagan, Orla’s voice cut through the happy moment. “Yes, yes, you’ll take her to bed later. For now, you two need to hurry. Whelan Ferrell said he has important information for you. You need to go.”
Whelan was one of Glenlough’s intelligence analysts.
Teagan frowned. “When did Whelan have a chance to tell you anything?”
“Right before I came here,” Orla answered. “But I wanted the mating done before Aaron changed his mind.”
Aaron growled. “I wouldn’t have changed my bloody mind.”
Orla tilted her head. “Good. You’ve passed another test of mine, Aaron Caruso.”
Aaron merely sighed. His new in-laws were never going to be easy.
Teagan jumped in. “What does he want to talk about, Gran?”
Orla leaned on her cane. “He’s found the link between Hugh, the missing money, and the recent attacks. And before you ask, that’s as much as I know. Whelan wanted to save the details for you.”
Teagan cursed. “You should’ve told us as soon as possible, Gran.”
Orla shrugged. “None of us have a time machine, so take off the silver cuffs and go see him.”
Aaron’s dragon roared. I don’t like keeping it a secret. She is our mate. The others need to know.
And they will. But wait until things calm down a bit, aye?
I don’t like always being patient, his dragon whined.
Then let’s do a thorough job of cleaning house and we’ll have many happy years to come.
His dragon merely grunted. Aaron traced the edge of Teagan’s cuff. “This is important, love. As long as I know you’re mine, that’s what matters.”
I don’t agree, his beast stated.
Constructing a maze, Aaron tossed his dragon inside. He’d apologize later.
With a sigh, Teagan removed her arm cuff, and Aaron followed suit. Once the bands were back inside the black decorative box, Teagan handed it to her mother. “I’ll entrust you with them until we can finally have them engraved.” Orla opened her mouth, but Teagan shook her head. “Don’t argue about being elder and the one who should look after them instead of Mum. I know you’d just end up engraving them your way. Besides, Aaron and I have pressing matters to attend to.” She looked to Brenna. “We’re going to have to delay your appointment with me, Brenna. Sorry.”
Brenna stood taller. “I understand, but I need to talk with you soon, Teagan. I can’t stress that enough.”
“And we’ll talk, I promise. After everything you’ve done for me and the clan lately, I owe you.”
Aaron swore he heard Brenna muttered, “I hope you remember that,” but no one else acknowledged it.
Impatient to find out what was going on so he could claim his mate properly in their own home, he tugged Teagan’s hand and pulled her through the door. “Now, let’s see this Whelan male and see if we can finally get the DDA’s scrutiny off our back for a little while.”