suggestion.
“How about we just make certain that she knows her husbands love her,” Bryce said quietly. “I reckon her miscarriage probably undermined her confidence as a woman. The last thing she needs is the type of hostility Jacqueline projected tonight.”
Whether Jacqueline’s behavior was intentionally offensive or not didn’t really matter. What mattered was how it affected Mikayla.
“Okay,” John said, feeling a little better that his brothers agreed with his assessment of the situation. “We keep Mikayla close, show her how much we all love her, and just be there for her if she needs us.”
They nodded in agreement. Unwilling to stay a moment longer when he could be holding his wife in his arms, John left and headed back to his room.
Chapter Two
Nearly six months later…
The loud, clanging alarm was the most fucking annoying, unwelcome sound in the history of the planet. This was at least the third time this week. Quickly, Lachlan reached for his gun and went to investigate.
Ever since word of the mouse tears mating musk had hit the intergalactic news stations, every moron and his friend had landed on the planet trying to capture a little mouse of their own. The most irritating thing was that none of them understood the overwhelming effect the musk had on human males.
When Lachlan had gone to investigate the last alert, he’d found two men frantically jacking off. It was not something he wanted to see again, but he suspected it was about to become part of his daily routine. The men had been practically cross-eyed with arousal, and it was only a matter of time before they’d turned to each other. Lachlan was fairly certain that hadn’t been their intention when they’d gone looking for the furry little creature.
He’d grabbed both men and dragged them back to their sorry excuse for a space cruiser. With little fuss, he’d managed to set the controls to auto-lift and then watched as they left the atmosphere. They were probably still revolving around the planet in synchronous orbit, but hopefully, they were smart enough to leave once the musk’s effects wore off.
“Have we got a location?” he asked Bryce as they met in the hallway.
“Less than three hundred yards from the aft border.” This stupid planet had so much interference that they couldn’t clearly detect the magnetic pole, so they had to use the same descriptions they used when the main station was in transport and technically considered a ship. Side by side they ran to the back exit of the building. Lachlan was pleased to see Bryce carried both a stun weapon and a traditional military issue handgun this time.
Even though they both preferred bullets over stun bolts, they didn’t really want to hurt anybody. Half the time the invaders behind the incursions needed rescuing rather than shooting, but it didn’t mean Lachlan or Bryce would hesitate to use deadly force if Mikayla or the female scientists were in danger.
* * * *
“Where’s Mikayla?” Brock asked as the alarm sounded.
Ryan and Ty were already moving toward the weapons cabinets. Fortunately, none of the raiders had entered the compound so they hadn’t needed to use the stun guns yet. But they were fully prepared to defend their home if the need arose.
Ty glanced at the time. “She should be in the kitchen,” he said as he strapped the weapon holster to his shoulders. Brock nodded and headed out the door, checking that his stun gun was still fully charged. He, Lachlan, and Bryce had decided to carry a weapon at all times. Peter and John had no experience but were quickly learning how to use a stun gun. Ryan and Ty both had shooting experience, mainly with tranquilizer darts, but the very nature of their work in the lab made carrying a weapon dangerous. An accidental discharge of an electronic weapon inside the lab could result in severe damage to the lab and any occupants, humans included.
Brock called his wife as he entered the kitchen. She didn’t