"Dillon, just let him stay the night with her," Lilly was saying, "I don't see what the big deal is."

"The big deal, Lilly, is that she is only 17 and you're saying its okay for her to have a guy spend the night with her. What else are you okay with our daughter doing?" Dillon's nostrils were flaring as his frustration at the situation rose.

Jen, Sally, Vasile, Alina, and Decebel all sat in the family waiting area that had become the undeclared meeting spot. They all looked on as Lilly and Dillon squared off.

"Does he realize what a major no-no he just made?" Sally whispered to the group.

"Ahh, you are right Sally. He criticized her parenting. That was probably the dumbest thing he could do," Vasile agreed.

Alina patted her mate's leg. "I knew you were smart when I met you."

"Come now, Mina. Don't be too shy to admit that you were so taken with my good looks that you could not focus on anything else."

"He's remembering it backwards," she whispered conspiratorially to Jen and Sally. "The first time we met the only words he could say were Luna and mina, and even then he didn't say them in the correct order." The girls laughed with Alina.

"Ahh, my love, now you are just being mean," Vasile whined, and to hear an Alpha whine only made them laugh harder. Jen caught Decebel watching her but he quickly looked away when she caught his eye.

A loud slap brought their laughing to a halt as they all turned to see a shocked Dillon Jacobs standing with a red hand print across his face.

"You can go to hell, Dillon Jacobs, and take all your damn smelly, flea infested wolves with you." Lilly turned on her heel, slamming through the waiting room door. They all jumped when it slammed closed.

"Do all of you think we have fleas?" Decebel asked as he looked at Jen and Sally.

"I think we just make an assumption because of the hair and what not, that you, ya know, might have a problem with the little buggers when you are in your wolf form." Decebel's face got more dubious with every word Jen spoke.

"Well, crap! Everything else with fur has fleas what did you expect us to think?" she snapped at him.

Decebel's only response was a slight lifting of his lips that might have even passed for a smile…maybe.

Sally looked at Decebel with an obvious question written across her face. When Jen was no longer looking, Decebel winked at Sally, a silent acknowledgement that she knew something was up, and he wasn't sharing.

Vasile walked over to Dillon and took a deep breath. He placed his hands on his hips and looked at the ground for a long moment.

"Are you sure this is still what you want to try and do?" he asked Jacobs.

"I don't know any more," Dillon admitted. "Lilly's angry with me, Jacque probably hates me, andyour son would just as soon kill me as look at me. But Vasile, she's my daughter, she's so young."

"She is young, and so is Fane, but that does not change the fact that they are true mates. His marks are on her skin."

"What?" this remark had Dillon's head snapping up.

"You didn't know?" Vasile asked him.

"No," Dillon said, shaking his head in disbelief.

"If you try to separate them Fane will just come after her, and he will kill every wolf that gets in his way. He may be young, Dillon, but he is more dominant than any wolf I know, myself included," Vasile admitted.

Dillon clenched his jaw and ran his hand through his hair, he felt like he had aged twenty years overnight. He still hadn't told his mate what he was really up to. That conversation was going to add another twenty years to his shortening lifespan. He took a deep breath, let it out, then looked at Vasile. "Let me think about it tonight. I'm tired, everyone's tired. Fane can stay with her tonight. Your wolves can guard her if that's what you want. I will talk to all of you about it in the morning." Dillon paused as he was opening the door to leave. "Tell Jacque goodnight for me, I have a feeling it wouldn't be the best idea to go see her right now."

"Considering she's probably thoroughly lip locked with white fang, then, no it would definitely not be a good idea to go see her. Oww, WTH Jen?" Sally rubbed her arm where Jen had smacked it.

As Dillon stood very still in the open door, Jen glared at Sally. "Did you have to point out to him that his daughter was making out with a boy, alone, in a bed, alone?" she muttered.

"Jen," Decebel grumbled.

Jen continued as if she hadn't heard. "I mean, geeze, Sally, why not suggest he go give them a condom just to, ya know, be on the safe side and while he was at it he could take a banana and demonstrate how to put it on, and-"

"JENNIFER!" Decebel finally snarled.

Sally and Jen both jumped and turned to look at him and they heard the guest room door clang shut. "What?" Jen growled right back.

"I think he was just trying to say that we all got the point, Jen," Alina said gently.

"Oh," Jen said taken aback. "Well, why didn't you just say so? You didn't have to snarl at me," she huffed.

"I didn't snarl at you." Decebel's voice was low and tight.

"Yes. You. Did," Jen argued.

"I have to agree Dec, there was definite snarlige going on," Sally said, nodding her head.

"Okay," Decebel said calmly. "I'm sorry I snarled at you," he told her.

"My name."

Decebel cocked his head and looked at her quizzically. "What?"