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“You still haven’t done the spell,” Lewis grumbled as he reached over into the middle of the kitchen table and snatched up a bread roll from the basket.

“I know!” Aggie said as she raised her eyebrows back at the man. “I’m not senile.”

“Just conveniently deaf when I ask you to clean up after yourself in the kitchen,” Nestor grumbled.

“Huh?” Aggie cupped her ear toward her mate before she beamed him a smile.

“Gee, that must suck knowing how house proud you are,” Koren offered from the other end of the table. He still wasn’t allowed to sit near Aggie.

“Huh?” Aggie said again, but this time she looked right through the vampire as if he wasn’t there.

“Keep it up, witch, but I know you are starting to come around to my particular charms,” Koren lied.

He didn’t know anything of the kind because the damn woman kept her wards about her when he was around, and wouldn’t let him anywhere near her mind.

“Yeah, like snakebite,” Aggie muttered loud enough for them all to hear.

“So, about the spell,” the alpha tried again.

“I didn’t think you still wanted us to do that,” Aggie said.

“Why would I not want you to do what I brought you here to do in the first place?” Lewis was confused.

“Well, I’ve met big Sam,” Aggie left it there is, but she did kick Mia under the table.

Mia jumped in place as the pain shot up her shin, and she yanked her knee back and cracked her kneecap against the underside of the table. She groaned in annoyance and offered a death glare back to the elder.

“Yes, big Sam is kind of cool,” Mia offered, and her mate grumbled.

“So, what you’re saying is — it isn’t that you thought I didn’t want you to do the spell, it’s that you don’t want to do the spell,” Lewis grumbled.

“Well, a bear’s got to do what a bear’s got to do,” Daniel chuckled and got a warning growl from the alpha in return.

“I’m not saying a bear doesn’t have to do what a bear has to do, but the bear doesn’t have to do what he has to do in my damn woods!” Lewis ground out.

“Or maybe he does,” Aggie reasoned and got a curious look back from the alpha in return.

“What does that mean?” Lewis growled.

“Maybe that’s where he feels more comfortable — you know, doing what he does, where he does it.” Aggie shrugged her shoulders.

“And perish the thought the bear should be uncomfortable while he takes a crap,” Jake chuckled.

“I don’t give a bear’s furry backside where big Sam feels comfortable or uncomfortable. I want him to stop crapping in my woods!” Lewis growled.

“And you the alpha,” Aggie huffed.

“And I’m the alpha,” Lewis nodded.

“Well, I could do this. But big Sam is not going to be happy, and neither is his bear. And if that there bear decides to take a crap on your front lawn, don’t look to me to clean up your mess — or his mess — I’m not clearing up that crap,” Aggie nodded agreeing with herself as the others chuckled.

“I’m not asking you to clear up…” Lewis paused for thought. “You really think big Sam would take a crap on my lawn?”

“I would!” Aggie assured him.

“And she would too,” Koren said.

“Don’t talk about my mate’s crapping habits” Nestor growled.

“Seriously?” Koren gave a small shake of his head.

“I thought the vampire was house trained?” Jules offered with a smirk towards the man.

“More so than your mate,” Koren tossed back.

“But she would,” Nestor said.

“Who would what?” The alpha was fast losing his will to live.

“Aggie,” Nestor said. “She would take a crap on your lawn.”

The others sniggered as the alpha groaned. All this had started because of big Sam and his incessant need to dump his load wherever he felt like it — and wherever he felt like it usually ended up being in the pack's woods.

Lewis’ wolf took exception to the stench of bear crap. He’d had enough, so much so that he’d called in the witches, and look where that had gotten them.

Mated.

Four witches in their pack.

Lewis smiled to himself as his wolf grumbled a growl within him. The beast knew what Lewis was thinking.

If it hadn’t of been for Sam, then he would never have met his mate. He guessed a little bear crap was a price worth paying.

“Fine, don’t do the spell.” Lewis shrugged his shoulders.

“You mean Sam can carry on crapping in the woods,” Aggie chuckled.

“Can I crap in the woods?” Koren asked with as innocent a look on his face that he could muster.

“No,” Lewis growled

“Not even if I’m caught short?” Koren couldn’t help the chuckle that rumbled through him.

“Shove a cork in it,” Lewis said as he lifted his hand and pointed a finger at the vampire. “And I don’t want to hear any more about it.”

“No more talking crap at the dinner table. Got it.” Koren grinned.

“I can’t believe that’s what brought us here,” Debbie said as she shot a look at Mia and her friend grinned back.

“That’s why you wouldn’t tell us what the damn spell was,” Jules said with a snort of a chuckle.

“Bear crap.” Debbie narrowed her eyes and thought about it for a long moment.

“Yes,” Koren said. “How does it feel to know that your relationships are all built on crap?”

The four shifters growled in unison as their mates zapped him as one. Koren’s body stiffened like a corpse, and he slowly fell sideways from his chair, hitting the floor, and groaning loudly.

“Remember that feeling?” Aggie asked. “That’s what it feels like to be dead. How does that crap grab you?”

“I’m growing on you, Aggie,” Koren bit out through clenched teeth.

“Keep it up vampire, and the only thing you’ll be growing is pretty flowers above your grave.” She warned.

“See, you’d plant flowers.” Koren ground out.

“Yeah, and I’d cover your grave in what big Sam has to offer.” Aggie, back to the sound of chuckles from the others at the table.

“Can I get up now?” Koren grumbled.

“Can you behave?” Aggie demanded.

“No!” The vampire bit back.

“Then no, you can stay there,” Aggie turned to look at the alpha. “You know you really should have house trained him by now.”

“Well, now that you’re here…” Lewis chuckled at the sound of the vampire’s groan.

The end.