Then both Robert and I yelled, “Again?!”
Luka sat up, looking miserable. “It’s not my fault, okay?! She’s just—she’s—very fertile!”
I snorted coffee through my nose.
“Oh man,” Robert said, eyes wide. “You’re so dead.”
“She’s going to have your head mounted above the fireplace,” I added. “Right next to the deer antlers.”
“Guys. Please,” Luka whimpered. “Mock me later. Help me now.”
“I don’t know…” I said thoughtfully. “Do we really want to be accessories to a mate-dodging operation?”
“Especially when said mate is Victoria?” Robert added. “You know she once tackled a rogue twice her size for scaring her cat?”
“That was impressive,” I said, nodding.
“Terrifying.”
Luka clutched at his hair. “Please! I just needed a breather. Five minutes of silence. She started nesting. Nesting! We h
