Vivi Andrews - Serengeti Lightning

Michael was not above asking for directions and he’d never felt more lost in his life. And so he found himself on Ava’s doorstep begging for advice.

When she opened the door, he scanned the room behind her, feeling a surge of relief when he saw that Landon wasn’t home. He wanted Ava’s guidance, but he’d rather get it in private, if possible.

“I need your help.”

Ava didn’t ask questions. She just waved him toward the round table and chairs she and Landon had recently added to their bungalow. Ava was a natural diplomat and she’d taken up the role of counselor in the months since her marriage to Landon. Michael grabbed one of the chairs as Ava curled into a ball in another one, always the cat.

“I take it this is about Mara?” she asked gently.

Michael raked a hand through his hair. “I’ve done everything I can think of. I’ve told her I want more than just a fling. I’ve shown her that I can be good to her, that I’m good with kids and I’m not going to give up, but nothing I do seems to change her view of me. In her eyes, I’m still just a kid with a crush.” He leaned forward, bracing his forearms on the table. “What did you do? How did you persuade Landon to look at you in a different light?”

Ava shook her head regretfully. “Landon saw more in me from the beginning. I was the one who needed convincing.”

“Shit.” There went that plan.

“I wish I could tell you how to change her mind, but other than appealing to her sense of logic, I don’t think there’s much chance of that. Mara’s stubborn, and when she’s decided something is the most sensible course, you need dynamite to shake her conviction.”

“She wants to be with me,” Michael insisted. “I know it. I just don’t know how to get her to see that.” He raked a hand through his hair. “I’m getting desperate.”

Ava hesitated, taking a deep breath, and he knew he wasn’t going to like what she said next. “Have you considered just letting her go? If she is right for you, maybe visiting another pride will convince her of that and she’ll come back to you. If not…there are other women in the world.”

Michael glared at his little sister. “If I told you to just let Landon walk out of your life, would you do it?”

Ava’s pale grey eyes flicked down to lock on the table. “The difference is that no force on earth could get Landon to leave me, Michael. You yourself tested that when we first got together. You and Tyler and Caleb and Kane threw yourselves between us, but it didn’t faze him. He kept coming for me. Would Mara do that for you?”

He didn’t answer. He couldn’t. For Ava, who hated confrontation, to be so blunt, she had to truly believe that Mara didn’t love him. That she never had.

Could he have been wrong about her?

“No.” He was sure of her. He’d never been more certain in his life. “She’s my mate. She should be with me. I just need to make her see.”

Ava opened her mouth to respond, but the door to the bungalow opening halted her words. Landon paused in the doorway, glancing between his wife and her brother. “Should I come back later?”

Michael shoved himself to his feet. “No, you stay. I’ll go.”

Ava rose too, putting her hand on his arm. “Michael, it’s probably for the best.”

Somehow he managed not to snarl at her. “Ava, I love you, but if you say that one more time, I might have to bite you.”

“Don’t threaten my mate,” Landon said without heat, tossing the duffle he’d been holding next to the bed. “This about Mara?”

Ava glanced at Michael. He shrugged. Ava was going to tell Landon everything as soon as he left anyway. Might as well get the indignity over with.

“Yeah, it’s about Mara. She thinks I’m a kid and nothing I do can convince her I’d make a good mate.”

Landon frowned. “You want me to give you more responsibility in the pride? Some really important position?”

Michael blinked, surprised by the offer. “You would do that?”

The Alpha shrugged. “I’d been planning to anyway. You’re limited by the need to stay on pride land, but you’re also just about the most honest person I know. I figure you can handle a little more weight on your shoulders.”

Satisfaction and pride blossomed in his chest. “Yeah, I can handle whatever you throw at me,” Michael vowed. “But I don’t know if that’s enough to change things with Mara. She’ll be gone in a few weeks. Can’t you do something to delay her? Keep her here a little longer?”

Landon shook his head. “Sorry, Michael. That isn’t how I run things.”

Michael scrubbed a hand over his face. “I know. I don’t want to force her to stay if she really wants to leave. I just wish I could make her see she doesn’t need to go halfway across the country to find what she already has right here.”

Landon gripped his shoulder and squeezed. “You want a drink? We can get shitfaced and compare notes about all the ways we would tie our women up and make them see reason, if they’d only let us.”

“Landon,” Ava scolded, rolling her eyes.

Michael snorted. “Yeah, let’s do that.”

Mara left her parents’ house no more confident than she’d been when she arrived. She’d hoped seeing them together would reinforce that she was making the right choice, but instead it had just made her wonder even more if she was being smart or running scared.

A figure stepped out of the shadows onto the path in front of her. Mara almost turned back. She wasn’t sure she wanted to see anyone. If there was even a trace of pity…

But as she grew closer, she recognized the Alpha’s sister, Zoe, coming from the direction of the garage. Zoe was refreshing. She was also one of the only people at Three Rocks who had changed prides looking for a better life. If anyone would understand why Mara was doing what she was doing, it was her.

“Hey,” Zoe called, closing the distance between them and falling into step beside her. “You look like shit.”

A short laugh burst out of Mara’s mouth. She shoved her hands into her pockets and kept walking. “Don’t hold back, Zoe.”

The tall blonde shrugged. “I call ’em like I see ’em. You okay?”

“Fine.”

“Uh-huh. Fine isn’t a way to be. Fine sucks.” She cocked her head to the side. “Wanna talk about it?”

“Not really.”

Zoe nodded sagely. “Me either.” They walked in silence for about two steps before the restless energy in Zoe had to be verbally released. “Men, huh? Can’t live with ’em, can’t rip out their entrails to wear as a necklace.”

Mara snorted. “Something like that.”

Zoe swung her arms and bounced on the balls of her feet, bubbling over with kinetic energy. “You should talk about it. You’ll feel better.”

“Zoe.” Mara used her teacher voice. The one guaranteed to snap recalcitrant pupils back in line. Unfortunately, Zoe appeared to be immune.

“You want kids, right? And none of the guys around here look like viable daddy material, yeah?”

Mara winced. Even Zoe, who’d been with the pride for less than a year, could tell she was desperate and pathetic. Great.

“I know how you feel,” Zoe continued.

Mara stayed silent. She couldn’t imagine Zoe’s claim was true. She had a decade on the pretty blonde. It was a long way from twenty-five and annoyed to thirty-five and frustrated.

“I’m staying with Three Rocks to support Landon,” Zoe confided. “I’d be long gone if he weren’t so determined to make a go of it as the Alpha here. There aren’t exactly a lot of hot prospects for a girl here, am I right? We both know what a pain in the ass the Minor brothers are, but they’re the only quality lions in this damn pride.”