from hearing him. All they’d been able to hear was Kit’s screaming fear and his soul had been set to boiling rage. How dare anyone harm Kit? When they’d run around the corner of the hedge surrounding the pool area they had found Kit, pale as a sheet, covered in a cold sweat, and surrounded by her friends. When Jameson had seen for himself that she was unharmed, his knees had nearly buckled in relief. As soon as he’d touched her, he’d felt her fear race through him like polar ice. After pressing a quick kiss to her cool lips, he’d turned to Julie and listened as his cousin explained how Kit had suddenly started shaking and seemed to be staring off into space. Angie added that they had called Kit’s name several times and she hadn’t seemed to hear them and when they’d surrounded her, she hadn’t even appeared to be aware anyone was near her. It hadn’t been until Libby had given her a shake that Kit had finally seemed to return to the moment, but even then she’d been too dazed to respond to their questions. In his peripheral vision he’d seen Trev tending to their mate while he talked to Julie, Angie, and Libby. Jameson hadn’t been surprised to see his brother scoop her up and head into the house with her nestled safely in his arms. As soon as Tristan and Nick arrived, Jameson had headed to his office. He’d called Kit’s father, but Richard Harris hadn’t heard from his wife or mother-in-law since they’d left in the middle of the night a couple of weeks ago. Richard told him that he wasn’t even sure where they’d gone, but he did know they’d both received calls from the head of the Supreme Council himself and according to Richard, that was highly unusual. Jameson quickly explained the threat that Kit had just received because the information had flowed freely from her mind to his with just a quick touch. Richard had promised to make some calls and be in touch. Jameson had given a quick update to Tristan then made his way upstairs. Listening to his brother and mate speak both out loud and through their mind link had calmed him and helped him refocus his energy away from his anger and directed it back where it needed to be…helping Kit. He’d barely held back his laugh as he’d watched Trev distract Kit with his antics with the babies. They had both noticed the little tykes would shift toward them and been quite proud of it. Ruby had mentioned that both babies appeared to be magically gifted and the speculation was that even though she’d just conceived, her pregnancy had added to her power. And evidently that added power had helped Kit lock Damian behind the seal when he’d tried to harm her mates. With Kit’s due date approaching quickly, Jameson had been weighing the pros and cons of staying at the estate and having her deliver in their small clinic. A year ago they had spent an obscene amount of money building the small medical facility that even included a small, but state of the art operating room. Now that the threat had been renewed, he was leaning in that direction because it was easier to protect her here than it would be in a hospital. But he did understand his cousin Angie’s concerns, as a physician she had pointed out some of the reasons a hospital with a well-equipped neo-natal unit might be a safer option. Jameson had planned to speak with Angie again before he broached the subject with Kit, but now he wasn’t sure it could wait. He and Trev both quickly stripped out of their clothes and moved their mate into the large shower. They kept their hands on Kit because she really did look like she had a very nice sized beach ball under her skin and he didn’t doubt that her balance was being challenged more and more each day. Just before he had joined them in the shower, Jameson had taken the time to switch on the stereo so now the room was awash in the sweet piano music of Brian Crain. Kit was extremely sensual and