Kate Daniels 04.6 - Curran POV, Vol II

express our continued loyalty and obedience to the Beast Lord and his Mate."
    Well said. Perhaps there was hope for him after all.
    "What about the rest of you?" My gaze lingered for a moment on the alphas of Clan Rat. Thomas and Robert Lonesco shook their heads in unison.
    Thomas, the older and larger of the pair, spoke. "We have no dog in this fight." He smiled a little, showing very even white teeth. "We did not vote for her because we did not know enough about her. We made amends."
    Kate leaned in and said softly, "After I killed the Jackals, they sent me chocolate."
    Good, in truth I actually liked them both and would have regretted killing them.
    I looked at the aforementioned Jackals replacements.
    The female, Tracy, spoke. "We have no problem with the Consort. We are indebted to her for our current position."
    I had expected as much. All that was left was Clan Nimble and Mahon's heavies. The old bear I would deal with privately. Clan Nimble was a sort of anomaly within shapeshifter society. Its alphas, an older Asian couple, ruled not because they were the strongest, but because their age and wisdom was highly respected by their subjects. It did not hurt, of course, that their devoted betas were a vicious pair that was feared by the rest of the clan and many in the Pack. They kept their elders from harm and it was understood that they themselves would take their place as alphas, when the time came.
    The alpha of clan Nimble stood, drew himself to his full height, and then bowed deeply without his gaze ever leaving me. He held the bow then straightened and proclaimed in a very formal tone, "Clan Nimble remembers the understanding his Majesty has shown to us, and would never dishonor itself by repaying that kindness with treason or betrayal. The Consort has fought admirably and earned a place of respect at our lord's side."
    Okay, a simple "we got your back" would have sufficed but if he felt more comfortable with formality, then so be it.
    "We respect Clan Nimble and hold its friendship in high esteem." Ahh, that got him, he almost smiled, bowed once more, and sat again.
    Almost done.
    "So, it's all settled then. Unless there is anything else, you may depart in peace. Mahon, you stay."
    The rest filed out as quickly as they could while maintaining a semblance of dignity.
    Kate turned to me. Her eyes asked me,
"Do you want me to stay?"
    Silently I shook my head.
"No, you don't want to be here for the next part."

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    I watched the Council of the Pack run from the room with their tails between their legs. One by one, they fled, careful not to look at me or the Bear. Finally the last of the shapeshifters went through the doorway. It was just the two of us.
    I looked at Mahon the way an alpha looks at the subject. Mahon crossed his massive arms.
    "It comes to this, then."
    I didn't answer.
    "It's about time. I've been waiting for this, boy. It needs to be sorted out."
    Good, we understood each other. "Do you want to settle this here, old man, or do you have some place in mind?"
    Mahon considered it for a long moment. "We're going to need space. This place is too small."
    "Up on the fourth floor balcony, then."
    The balcony, a flat top of one of the smaller towers, was a stone square, about twenty by fifty yards. In spring and summer we used it for outdoor dining and gatherings, but in winter it was deserted. It would provide us with plenty of room and give us some privacy as well.
    This thing between Mahon and me wasn't going to be an exhibition. It wasn't a fight to the death either, but if any of the Pack happened to witness it, it would become one. I would have to kill Mahon, and I did not want to do that. Mahon wasn't my father, but I was his son.
    This was between the two of us and when it was over we would know once and for all who was the strongest.
    I walked through the doorway. He followed. Outside the room Derek saw me and stepped away from the wall. I glanced at him, said, "Follow me," and kept walking. The kid fell in step behind us. We would need a guard to keep the rest of the Pack from sticking their noses where they didn't belong and it couldn't be Jim or Kate. Jim was my best friend. He would interfere. Kate… This was something I didn't want Kate to see. Derek would do what he was told and would keep the rest out.
    The three of us made our way to the fourth floor. A solid wooden door barred the way to the balcony.
    I looked at Derek. "You stand here. Nobody gets on the other side