Ultimatum by McKenna Annmarie

Author:McKenna, Annmarie [McKenna, Annmarie]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: stalker, shape-shifter, Paranormal, werewolf
Publisher: Samhain Publishing, Ltd.
Published: 2015-05-05T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

“There’s a sweet little lady over there, Derek.” His mother wiped at Derek’s shoulder and fixed the collar of his button-down shirt. It was as if she were trying to make him more presentable for said sweet little lady currently making shy eyes at him one second then giggling behind her hand to the woman standing next to her.

If his mother pointed out one more of the females at this shindig, he was going to…okay, he didn’t know what he’d do. She was his mom and only after his best interests, he guessed. Still, sometimes she made him crazy. As mothers did occasionally. Besides, making a scene at his sister’s wedding would likely have Nikki grabbing his gun and shooting him. Good thing he’d left the obvious piece, the one he usually wore at his hip, in his car, in deference to the fact they were inside a church.

Not that he wasn’t armed. He kept a smaller weapon strapped to his ankle if worse came to worst.

Hey, he could be couth when the situation called for it. Didn’t mean he was stupid. He was here to protect his mate, after all.

And she was the only woman he was interested in tonight.

So far she hadn’t shown up. He’d dropped her off with Nikki and Eli to do some last-minute thing, and Nikki had yet to grace them with her presence. Yesterday morning she’d demanded he be here at six o’clock, and here it was six sixteen and she was the one not here. Brat.

“Not interested, Mother.”

“But she’s cute. And it’s far past time for you to make nice with a good girl and settle down. I want grandchildren, Derek.” She patted his cheek and pinched it like he was a six-year-old.

No doubt she’d get her wish sooner rather than later, the way he and Paige had been going at it. He smiled at the thought of Paige round with his child.

“Make nice? I don’t think people talk like that anymore, Mom.”

“So. You know what I mean, smartie.”

Derek chuckled. His mother didn’t cuss. Ever. She was more of the type to stutter when angry and bungle every word she tried to get out, adding to the English language a whole litany of colorful new words that were her way of cursing.

“As for the grandchildren, well, you may get your wish.”

She gasped and gripped his arm. “Derek Thomas Taylor, have you been holding out on your mother? Have you met a girl?”

A girl? Hardly. “Uh-huh.” He dismissed her and stared at the door again. Where were they?

“What’s her name? Do we know her? How come you haven’t brought her to meet us yet?”

“Lord, Mom. Her name is Paige—”

“Lovely name.”

Derek rolled his eyes. “You don’t know her and I haven’t brought her to meet you because I only just met her a few days ago.”

“Oh.” Her shoulders sagged. “A little early to be talking about babies, son.”

“Not with Paige.”

“Oh,” she said again. Her eyes narrowed, then rounded. “Oooh.” Couldn’t put much past his mom.

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