She shrugged.
He grinned. “Give me a sec.” He dug through his clothes, pulling out some flannel pajamas, thermal underwear, and an old sweatshirt. “They’ll be big, but warm.” He liked the idea of her wearing his clothes.
She took the clothing. “Warm is good.”
He nodded, making his way to the bedroom door. “You have what you need for Oscar?”
She nodded.
“I’ll be back.” He paused. “Stay here.”
She frowned, then nodded, and he closed the door behind him.
They were waiting for him in the great room.
“She’s the nanny?” Dante asked, clearly not buying it.
“She’s his mate,” Hollis interrupted.
His wolf agreed. But Finn wasn’t ready to admit defeat. Jessa deserved better.
“She’s hot.” Anders grinned, flopping into one of the large leather armchairs and propping his booted feet on the coffee table. “Damn hot. My wolf likes her. A lot.”
Finn shook his head, ignoring his wolf’s irritation.
“Oscar’s so damn little.” Dante’s concern was surprising. “The change could break him into a million pieces.”
Finn didn’t argue. Fear had a vise grip on his heart, shredding his insides to bits. He’d never dreaded a moon so much in his life.
“If we can do it, he should be able to,” Hollis interrupted again. “Oscar is part of us.”
“Poor kid,” Anders joked.
“Not really. He was born this way. He has a distinct advantage over us.” Hollis smiled. “Speaking of disadvantages. When Jessa and Finn bond, she’ll have almost as much sway over you as he does. Alpha. His mate.”
“Great,” Dante said.
“She’s not going to be my mate,” Finn snapped.
All three of them looked at him.
“You can’t fight instinct, man.” Anders shook his head. “If we can feel what’s going on with you two this strong, I can only imagine what you’re fighting.”
Finn ignored the comment.
“So we’re all supposed to pretend she’s not one of us? She’s up for grabs?” Dante asked. “Meaning she’s fair game? Like Anders said, she’s hot.”
Finn glared at him, hands fisted, jaw clenched.
Dante and Anders exchanged a look, laughing.
“And Oscar?” Hollis asked. “He’s bonded with her. He clearly looks to her as mother.”
Finn nodded.
“She’ll need protection,” Dante sighed. “She needs to know what’s coming.”
“She has an idea,” Finn said, sitting.