Elora
“Rre you planning on sleeping all day, Love?” Eugene’s big hand pushed my hair out of my face.
Ugh. Yes? Peeking my eyes open, I saw him standing over me with an amused expression. His hair was up in a messy knot, and he wore another suit that made him look lickable.
I glanced over at Lucifer, who was sitting at my desk, snacking on marshmallows. In comfortable clothes, obviously.
“What time is it?” I groaned. Super early this morning, Felix woke me up by pulling out of me. Such a rude awakening, but the clans started arriving, so he had to leave. He did spend a few minutes cleaning me up and kissing me all over my face, apologizing that he couldn’t stay longer.
Eugene chuckled. “Almost noon,” he answered.
“What?!” I sat up quickly, looking at the clock. What the hell was wrong with me? I never sleep so late. I was super exhausted after all of yesterday’s… cardio? I looked at Lucifer, “Why didn’t you wake me up?” I pouted. The clans probably thought I was a lazy bump on the log.
Lucifer shrugged as a slight grin appeared on his lips. “You look pretty when you sleep.”
Eugene rolled his eyes. “The longer you sleep, the longer he avoids going downstairs and being social,” he deadpanned. Of course. He gently lifted the blanket off me. “Get ready, Love. There are several clan leaders you should meet.”
I turned around and buried my face in the pillow. Didn’t I meet people yesterday?
There was a silence for a second before I heard Lucifer chuckle. “I’m not helping you. Getting her out of bed is your prerogative.”
Eugene’s deep sigh was my only warning before my ankle was pulled, and I was over Eugene’s shoulder in half a second. I shrieked. “Hey! What do you think you’re doing?” I asked.
He started walking to my door. “I have no problem with introducing you dressed in pajamas.”
I widened my eyes. “I do!” My gaze fell on his jiggly butt as he walked.
Awe.
Stopping, he placed me on my feet in front of him. He narrowed his eyes at me. “Do you want to have a pain in the ass contest, Love? Or do you want to do what you’re told?” He warned.
Oof. I crossed my arms, looking up at him through my lashes. “Make me,” I mumbled. I was feeling particularly stubborn.
Eugene smirked, lifting his brows in amusement. “Do you want to rethink that?” He threatened, looking at his watch.
Uh oh. I pressed my lips together, remembering the last time I stepped a toe out of line. I sighed. “Rethink what?” I asked innocently as I walked to the bathroom, passing an amused Lucifer.
Eugene stepped in after me, wrapping his arms around my shoulders. Warmth spread through me as I looked up at us in the mirror. “What’s wrong, Love? Why the attitude?” He asked, placing a gentle kiss against my hair.
Well, I wasn’t attention deprived, nor on my period. My closet was organized. My homework was done. Realization dawned on me as I figured it out. My schedule. I woke up late, and now my day would be shorter. “I feel lazy,” I answered.
Eugene gave me a soft smile in the mirror before he let go of me. He gave my ass a quick slap before turning on the shower. “How about you take a shower, put on a pretty outfit, and eat breakfast. I think that will make you feel better, yeah?” He said sweetly.
“Okay,” I smiled. That actually sounded nice. I just felt awful when things like this happened–like I wasted my day sleeping. To be fair, I needed to sleep. I woke up very early yesterday, then didn’t sleep until late.
I looked up at Eugene as I undressed. “What time did your friends leave last night?” I asked, remembering how late they were here. Theo was incredibly drunk when I went to bed, but I was glad they all had fun. Their friends seemed nice–in a scary and intimidating kind of way.
Eugene absentmindedly looked at his watch. “They never left.” He looked up at me with a devious grin on his lips. “Have I mentioned how breathtaking you are, Love?” He flirted.
Stepping into the shower, I giggled at his antics. Even in the morning, when I wasn’t feeling my best, they were always so sweet to me.
He leaned against the wall outside the shower, cracking the curtain open to watch me. I gave him a pointed look. “Don’t you have somewhere to be, Eugene?” I reminded. He’d been looking at his watch a lot. They probably took a short break.
He shrugged. “If Lucifer can miss the gathering, so can I–” “Don’t you speak next?” Lucifer cut in.
Eugene rolled his eyes, resting his head on the wall. “Yes,” he responded dully. He looked at his watch again and sighed, “About two minutes ago…” he chuckled.
I smirked. “Go,” I covered my boobs and shooed him.
He fake pouted, but I didn’t miss the genuine hurt in his eyes. “I’ll see you in a bit, Love,” he winked at me before he left.
Lathering shampoo into my hands, I began washing my hair but paused. “They never left?” I repeated. I gasped, realizing their friends had heard Felix and me last night. My cheeks turned red, remembering all the filthy– completely dreamy–but still filthy things he said.
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Just like Eugene suggested, I dressed in a pretty white dress. It had an open back, giving me a faint chill. Whoever invented adorable dresses with built-in bras and pockets needed a raise. I braided my hair into one giant braid, not wanting to spend too much time styling it.
Stepping in front of Lucifer, spun in a circle. “Like it?” I asked.
He eyed my dress, his gaze lingering on my thighs before looking back at me. He gave me a slight nod before he stood up, towering over me. He narrowed his eyes at me. “Behave, Kitten. I know what you’re doing,” he warned, grabbing my hand and leading me out of the room.
What was I doing? It wasn’t my fault that I looked delicious.
Lucifer and I walked hand in hand through the house. The door to the ballroom was open as we passed, and I peeked into the room. Theo’s eyes were immediately on me, doing a double take.
Yummy. Still holding Lucifer’s hand, I gave Theo a small wave and smiled at him before we walked out of sight.
Once we entered the kitchen, I sat on one of the stools at the counter while Lucifer opened the fridge. His eyes darted around the ingredients that Quin kept stocked.
I pressed my lips together, slightly amused at how confused he looked. Lucifer’s ‘human food’ diet consisted of nothing but sugar; I wasn’t surprised he didn’t know what to make.
One of Theo’s many containers of fruit caught my eye. “Can I just have mangos, please?” I decided to make it easy for him.
He looked relieved as he handed me the mangos. “Nothing but sugar?” He repeated in a hushed tone.
Well, sugar and pussy.
The air got thick between us as he gave me a warning glance. My eyes widened as a blush dusted my cheeks. Whoops. “Did I lie?” I muttered, filling the silence as I took a bite.
The corner of his lips turned up in a small grin. “No.”
A small gust of wind blew on my back before I felt Theo’s soft hand running down my spine. “Good morning Princess,” he greeted in a flirty tone.
Damn I’m good.
I turned and smiled up at him. “Hi, Theo. How’s the meeting going?” I asked.
He shrugged. “Eugene’s talking about boundaries between clans, so I’m on the verge of insanity,” he gave me a sarcastic smile. Theo had the attention span of a hummingbird, so I was sure he was losing his mind to boredom. He put one of his hands in his pants pocket and touched the side of his cheek with the other as he watched me. “Do me a favor?”
“Okay?” The question was clear in my tone.
“Stand up,” he instructed. I stood in front of him. He shifted from left to right, eyeing my dress for a second. “Uh-huh, now touch your toes,” he added.
“Theo–” Lucifer interjected.
Theo waved him off. “It’s a science experiment, fuck off.”
Still skeptical, I bent down briefly, touching my toes. Theo sighed, pushing his lips out. “Hmm,” he hummed.
“What?” I giggled while straightening.
Theo gave me a pointed look as he hooked his finger around the dress’s collar and slightly pulled it, looking down at my breasts. “Theo!” I swatted his hand away. “Is there something wrong with my dress?” I asked with crossed arms.
“No. I love it. It’s a great dress. Please change.”
I widened my eyes. “Why?” As fun as it would be to make Theo jealous, there was no way he would think other vampires would look at me in a dress. It was just a dress, after all. “Are you pulling the gross ‘no other man can look at my woman in a dress–grr’ card?” I mimicked a masculine tone.
With a laugh, he shook his head. “I don’t care about other men staring at you. I can fight.” Confidence was laced in his tone as he continued. “However, you’ve definitely caught my attention, Princess, and you are very distracting.”
He ran his hand through his hair. “Because I have to sit in that dumbass meeting all day. And you’re going to be walking around in that–and I’ll get one of these,” he grabbed my hand and placed it on his pants.
My lips parted, feeling the rock-hard boner he had. Oh yay! I smirked, softly palming him through his pants. “Where’s the problem?”
Theo sighed, looking at my hand. His eyes looked dark as he slowly looked back up at me. “You want to be the center of attention, Princess?
“Unconsciously, yes,” Lucifer confirmed, his voice like a soft echo in the distance.
Theo grabbed my hand, stopping my movements. “Have we been too busy to give you attention? Is that why you’re acting out?” He challenged.
“Maybe.” I felt like I hadn’t really been around anyone but Lucifer, Felix, and Dane for the past two days. I cuddled with Duke, but I hadn’t really spoken to him. Same with Eugene and Quin, I only got a few short minutes with each of them.
I understood why Lucifer hated these meetings now. An email would have sufficed.
Theo wrapped his hands around me, pulling me to him. “Well, we can’t have that, can we?” He kissed my forehead.
Hamming it up, I sadly shook my head. “Nope.”
He chuckled, pulling away and gazing down at me. “I’ll tell you what. I’ll kick everyone out by eight, and we’ll give you our full attention until they return in the morning. How does that sound?” His eyes shifted to Lucifer briefly, giving him a mischievous smirk.
“Yes!” I grinned happily, giving him a squeeze. Anything more than a crumb of attention would be appreciated.
Theo bent down to my much shorter height and planted a kiss against my lips. “Do me a favor, Princess, change or don’t let me see you,” he joked before leaving the kitchen.
“Brat,” Lucifer said in a low voice.
“Hmm?” I questioned as I took another bite.
He leaned against the counter, cocking an eyebrow at me. “Eugene was strike one. Theo’s strike two. I warned you not to toy with us, Kitten.” His eyes narrowed at me as he spoke. “I beg of you to get another strike,” he smirked, seeming excited.
My eyes shot open, remembering his threat in the car. Why was he encouraging me? I thought it was weird when I talked back to Eugene without Lucifer scolding me. I also got away with manipulating Theo.
“You think you’re the one doing the manipulation?” He chuckled, sticking his thumb in his mouth, sucking off whip cream he spilled.
My stomach filled with butterflies at his unusual attitude. Did he want
to fuck me in front of everyone? It seemed like he did.
Was I scared or turned on? Probably both.
Keeping my eyes away from Lucifer, I continued to eat my fruits. Well, this wasn’t going as planned. On the one hand, it was fun to tease my guys and get them hot and bothered while people were here, and they couldn’t do anything. On the other hand… Lucifer was dead serious, and I didn’t want to bear that punishment.
My eyes wandered around for several minutes until someone caught my eye. Outside, through the kitchen window, a man was kneeling next to my very dead flowers. I’d never had a green thumb.
I watched him curiously as he studied the lifeless plants. His hand was steady as he slowly ran it over the top of the flower bed. My brows knitted together, and I put my mango down in wonder as the once-dead flowers started growing.
The leaves that were once brown and crunchy turned soft and green.
The wilted petals gained their vibrant pink and red colors.
Never in my whole life had I seen something so magical. I’d lived with vampires forever, and I thought nothing else would surprise or shock me. But this… this was amazing.
“Lucifer…” I mumbled, not taking my eyes off the flowerbed. “Did you see that?” I questioned.
When I glanced at him, his eyes were already on me, a hint of a smile on his lips. He quickly peed at the man out the window before walking to the back door. “Want to look closer?” He offered in a gentle tone.
Grinning from ear to ear, I ran to him, holding his outstretched hand. I wanted to see it again.
We walked hand in hand outside. The man looked up at the two of us and smiled. He stood up, his sandy blond hair falling gently over his forehead. He seemed friendly, but he gave us no greeting.
Lucifer looked down at me. “Elora, this is Anton. He can manipulate plants,” he explained. He gave Anton a bored look. “You know who she is,” he said quickly.
Anton’s smile reached his eyes as he did a small bow. “Hello,” his voice was soft and warm. “I apologize for leaving the gathering, sir. But I saw these on the way in and couldn’t help myself.”
Sir. I smirked up at Lucifer.
Lucifer looked uninterested. “I don’t care if you attend the meeting.”
Anton raised his eyebrows, an innocent confused expression taking over. “You’re not here to tell me to go back?” He asked.
“Couldn’t give a shit less–she wanted to look at the flowers you revived.”
Anton looked down at me and smiled. “Oh? I can do it again if you’d like?” He asked. His voice was kind, yet his confidence was lacking. Every vampire I’d met was almost too prideful and brooding, but he was bashful.
“Yes, please. We’re horrible at keeping plants alive, so you’ve got lots of choices around the garden,” I gestured to the backyard.
He chuckled. “It’s not that bad,” he lied, sneaking glances at Lucifer. It is evident that Anton felt intimidated, and I couldn’t blame him.
Lucifer let go of my hand, gesturing for me to follow Anton as he walked a few feet away to another small flower bed.
I took a few steps but looked back at Lucifer. Was this a test? He told me not to leave their sides… I couldn’t help but feel like Lucifer was testing me–
“It’s not a test. Anton is harmless. He doesn’t drink human blood.”
Lucifer gave me a small nod. Oh.
Kneeling next to Anton, I smiled. “So you can bring plants back to life?” I asked, looking at the wilted tulips.
Anton nodded. “Yes, ma’am. I can also grow them, give them a longer lifetime than normal, and kill them–but I never do that,” he said the last part like it was obvious.
“Is it just plants, still?” Lucifer asked suddenly.
Anton looked confused for a moment before his eyebrows fell slightly. “It’s just plants…” He gave Lucifer a sullen look.
“Any plants? Could you grow a tree?” I asked.
His gaze shifted back to me, and he nodded. “Any vegetation that grows on land or sea miss.”
Wow. All those succulents I’d killed, and this guy can grow a tree at will. Life was unfair.
He held his hand over the flowerbed again, and I leaned forward, on my hands and knees, watching the dead flowers. They slowly sprung to life, once again leaving me in awe.
“I think you’re the only person I’ve met who thinks my gift is cool,” he chuckled while watching me.
I sat on my calves. “It’s amazing! Who would think it isn’t?” I asked.
He shrugged. “Compared to mind control, talking to animals, seeing people’s souls, telekinesis, weather manipulation, or teleportation… my gift is almost useless.”
There were people here that could do those things? Jeez… And Felix gave me the spotlight introduction like I was special.
I gave Anton a comforting smile. “If I could pick a gift for myself, it would be yours,” I said honestly. I didn’t want to know what people thought; I was too sensitive. If I could move things with my mind, I’d get lazy. The weather here was perfect. I preferred long road trips to get to where I needed to go. Animals really freaked me out. Anton’s gift was truly beautiful, and I liked it.
“Thank you; that’s very kind of you,” he commented. He glanced down at his hands for a second, looking deep in thought. He blinked up at me.
“What’s your favorite fruit?” He asked.
Knowing where this was headed, I beamed. “Strawberry,” I folded my hands in my lap, looking at him expectantly. Do it. Do it. Do it.
He held his hand over a spot in the grass. A small vine started growing. Leaves formed, and soon a small strawberry began to expand on it. It grew quickly into the most giant strawberry I’d ever seen. It was the size of a small apple and looked delicious. “Wow!” I giggled, watching the single vine start to bend from the weight of the fruit.
“It’s yours; take it,” he nodded encouragingly.
Oh goodness, I almost felt bad for picking it–but I have no self-control, and it was made special for me, so… I grabbed the berry and pulled it off the vine. I smiled at it, seeing it take up the palm of my hand. So cool!
Turning to show Lucifer, I blushed when I saw many people standing on the back porch, watching Anton and me. Felix was leaning his forearms against the railing, looking amused. Duke’s eyes were filled with adoration as he watched me. Eugene and Quin stood beside Lucifer in the grass, arms crossed, glaring at Anton. Probably twenty other vampires were around, too, just watching… like creeps.
Theo was standing next to a man who, despite his colossal frame and tallness, looked absolutely terrified. His shoulders were slouched, and his body was shifted away from Theo, his eyes completely void yet filled with fear. On the other hand, Theo seemed smug and kept looking at the man. Weird…
Brushing my dirty knees off, I stood and walked over to Quin. “Look,” I held the fruit out to him.
He nodded. “I saw, Doll. Are you going to eat it or hold it forever?” He chuckled.
“Hold it forever,” I joked.
“Oh, please.” My eyes darted to a man who looked and sounded much too cocky for his own good. His skin was dark in complexion, and I believe his accent was Jamaican. He hopped over the railing and walked up to us. Quin wrapped his arm around my shoulders, protectively yet casually. “If you are impressed by plant boy, wait until I show you my gift,” he grinned.
Uh. That was a bit rude, but okay.
“Unfortunately, he’s among the few who rank high enough to speak to you without being spoken to first. Don’t let Teddy intimidate you. He’s only doing this to kiss our ass because he thinks it’ll impress you.” Even in my
mind, I could tell Lucifer was annoyed, and his social meter was running low.
I finally took a bite of the delicious strawberry and gave Anton a quick smile. It was easily the best strawberry I’d ever had.
He nodded at me once before his gaze fell to the ground again.
Teddy stood in the middle of the yard, facing the open woods. His eyes closed, and it was quiet for several minutes.
I got bored and looked at Duke. He lifted his eyebrows as if asking a silent question.
Holding up what was left of the giant strawberry, I smiled at him. I thought it was pretty cool, even if no one else did. I wish I’d taken a picture of it–darn it.
Duke smiled while nodding at me, genuine interest in his gaze.
Hearing a snap, I turned to look at the tree line. A few large deer slowly walked out, heading straight toward us. Several other smaller critters, rabbits, raccoons, squirrels, and even a fox came too.
Nope. I didn’t like that.
Teddy opened his eyes, turning to everyone. “Petting zoo, anyone?” He smirked.
A few of the men chuckled, stepping onto the grass.
I blinked a few times, absolutely hating this. Animals had germs and carried nasty diseases. They definitely hadn’t ever had a proper bath. Wild animals have ticks and fleas, and God knows what else.
Feeling an itch on my arm, I started scratching it. Oh goodness, they were all going to touch the animals, then the germs were going to be in my house! They were probably shedding too, and fur will get everywhere.
Like tiny bugs were crawling all over me, I started itching my whole arm, watching in horror as everyone approached the animals. Even if they washed their hands, fleas could jump onto their clothes.
They might not have been able to catch rabies, but I think I could. I had my shots, but I didn’t want to risk it. I wanted to say something, but I didn’t have the courage. It was selfish of me to ask them not to pet the animals. They were adorable, but they were dirty…
My heart started hammering in my chest, and my breathing got heavy.
Quin grabbed my hand, stopping my violent itching. “Sorry, Teddy, no one will be petting any animals today. Get back inside. Break is over,” he demanded.
Everyone looked a bit confused but followed Quin’s orders without question as they made their way back inside.
Teddy looked between the animals and me. “Wait, don’t you want to pet the cute deers?” He said the words like I was some child who’d be impressed by animals.
“No, sorry,” I responded, trying to get my breathing under control.
He looked dissatisfied as he went back inside, the animals retreating into the woods as soon as he left.
“How was your strawberry?” Eugene asked.
I looked up at him, feeling the itching start to stop. “Really good. Not too sweet or sour. I’m sorry I didn’t think to save any for you to try–I ate it already.”
He chuckled. “That’s quite alright, Love. I’d rather watch you get excited by a fruit; it was very cute.”
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“My pack is located in Brazil, but we come to the States every few years; I’m sure we’ll meet again soon.” The clan leader gave me a polite nod before he walked away from Lucifer, Eugene, and me.
I probably spoke to thirty different clan leaders in the past few hours. I remember none of their names or anything about their clans. I’d mastered the ‘smile and nod’ pretending to seem interested.
Seeing the room empty, I looked up at Eugene with pleading eyes. “Is there anyone else?” I asked.
He chuckled. “No, that was everyone–” he shared a glance with Lucifer before looking back at me. “Why is your human friend coming down the driveway?” He asked seriously.
Huh? I glanced out the window, seeing Jason’s jeep pulling in. Oh shit. What could he possibly be doing here? The house was full of vampires, and he wasn’t safe.
“He cannot be here, Elora. Send him home, now,” Eugene said sternly. I nodded, walking with Lucifer to the front door.
Just as Jason got out, Lucifer and I approached him. “Hey, Smalls!” He grinned, giving me a big wave.
“What are you doing here?” I asked.
He gestured to his backpack. “Returning your notebook, duh.” His smile dropped a bit as he looked behind us at the house.
“Oh, it could have waited until Monday; you can go,” I tried to be polite, but I was panicking. The vampires couldn’t hurt me because I was protected, but Jason was free game. I’d hate myself if anything bad happened to him because of me.
He shrugged. “I’m already here,” he pulled my notebook out of his backpack and handed it to me.
“Thank you, see you on Monday,” I took it quickly, handing it to Lucifer. I rushed, trying to get him to leave.
Jason kept glancing behind us, and his expression hardened. “Uh hey… why don’t you come with me?” He asked, but his mind sounded somewhere else.
“Wha–no.”
“Please,” he practically begged me, his mood quickly changing.
Why did he suddenly want me to go with him? “Why? Never mind– Jason, you should just go,” I tried again.
He pressed his lips into a thin line, looking incredibly vulnerable and uncomfortable. “Come on, Smalls. We’ll go get ice cream or go see a movie–”
“No,” Lucifer immediately sent him a harsh glare.
“Are you asking me out?” I scoffed. What had gotten into him? I’d never shown any interest in him, and I never got the feeling he was interested in me. We had always been strictly platonic friends–that was as clear as daylight.
Jason rolled his eyes. “No, I just have a terrible feeling. Please, I’m begging you, we should not be here,” he pleaded with his eyes.
Lucifer stepped closer to me. “Go home, don’t come back,” he warned.
Jason had a flash of fear in his eyes as he approached us. “Get away from her,” he threatened Lucifer, shocking me.
“Jason, what is your problem? You’re acting insane; please just go home.” I insisted while moving closer to Lucifer.
Jason’s chest started rising and falling as he breathed heavily, “You’re not safe here, can’t you feel it? There’s something wrong with him, and
there’s something wrong with the house,” he rambled, sounding so sure of himself.
I narrowed my eyes at him, trying to determine where his outburst had come from. He’d been here before; he’d even met Lucifer before. I was safer here with my guys than I would be anywhere else.
Jason suddenly clutched his stomach and fell to his knees. I gasped, moving to help him, but Lucifer caught me by the arm. “We should get Dane; something is wrong with him,” I stressed.
Jason screamed out, loudly groaning in pain. I flinched back, watching the back of his shirt rip as his muscles literally grew in front of my eyes.
“How old is he?” Lucifer asked.
“Huh?” I panted out, trying to think. “My age,” I answered quickly. “Wait–he was held back and started late, so 19, almost 20?” I recalled a conversation from middle school.
Lucifer rolled his eyes. “Fuck,” he cursed.
“What’s happening to him?” I watched in horror as his body started contorting, and a strange slime coated him. His screams of agony hurt my heart.
“Quin, Felix!” Lucifer called, pulling me behind him. What the hell was happening.
Jason didn’t look anything like himself anymore; he didn’t look human.
His bones cracked, and hair started covering his body.
I’d seen this before. Only, it happened much faster and didn’t look nearly as painful. He was a werewolf. My friend, who I’d known nearly my whole life…
Felix and Quin were outside in a flash, both looking down at Jason in shock. “What the fuck?” Quin exclaimed.
“The scent of the clans must have triggered an early change,” Felix rushed out.
“You’re not going to hurt him, are you?” I asked, looking up at Felix. It was still Jason; he’d never hurt anyone.
Felix sighed, giving me a stern look. “Get back, Baby,” he dismissed. My eyes widened as other vampires came out the front door.
Duke was by my side in a second, pulling me into his chest. “Don’t watch. The first shift for their kind is disturbing,” he said.
Where Jason used to be, there was a pile of shredded clothes and a slimy, hairy, huge, half man half wolf creature. Even if I tried, I couldn’t
take my eyes away from the scene.
“What is a werewolf doing here?” A vampire questioned, sounding disgusted.
A wave of anger washed over me at his accusing tone. “He’s my friend,” I spat. Clearly, none of us, including Jason, knew what he was.
I saw Anton come closer, standing near Duke and me, as he watched with a concerned expression.
Duke pulled me closer to him. “Let’s go inside, Baby. You don’t need to see this–”
I pulled away from him. “They’re going to hurt him, aren’t they?” My eyes started filling with tears. This wasn’t right.
Duke grabbed my cheeks and gave me a stern look. “No one is going to hurt him, I promise.”
Although I believed Duke, something about Jason’s behavior earlier wasn’t right. Staying exactly where I was, I made no move to go back inside and continued to watch Jason.
A few gruesome minutes passed as his screams turned to the whimpers of a beast. He stood on four paws as a massive tan wolf. His head was down, taking deep breaths, probably tired and exhausted after the agonizing shift.
None of the vampires looked scared or threatened in any way, just cautious as they watched him.
“Come on, go,” Quin muttered as if chanting to himself. His eyes were locked on Jason, waiting for him to pounce.
“Werewolves have a homing beacon. When they first shift, it’s in their instinct to go to the nearest pack.” Lucifer explained.
Why wasn’t he leaving? The clans looked like they were itching for a fight, and something told me that Jason would lose.
My lips parted in anticipation as Jason’s head slowly started to lift. His burnt orange eyes watched everyone like a predator ready to strike. This… wasn’t Jason. It couldn’t be. He must be somewhere in there, deep down. He looked feral and threatening, not like my carefree friend.
Everything and everyone were eerily still. The only sound was Jason’s deep breaths, making small puffs of steam fog the air from his snout.
His gaze finally fell on Duke and me, a low rumble coming from his chest.
“Don’t do it…” Quin said again, more to himself than anyone else.
I swallowed, watching Jason with wide, scared eyes. His huge form straightened, lifting his head, easily towering over Felix. I didn’t remember Elliot or Jonas being that big…
“He’s an alpha.”
His orange eyes darkened and zoned in on Duke. His mouth opened as he snarled at him, a terrifying loud growl piercing my ears.
I squeezed Duke’s arm, just in case there was a chance he wasn’t paying attention.
“Elora, step away from Duke,” Quin instructed softly.
“Are you mad?” Felix snapped, but none of them made a move.
Probably not wanting to set Jason off and make him attack.
Quin gave Felix a harsh glare. “Werewolves don’t behave like this unless there’s a reason. Especially not alphas. He thinks we’re a threat and is trying to protect her,” he explained. “Elora do as I say,” he gave me a stern look.
Jason wouldn’t hurt me, but I didn’t know how far gone Jason was right now. I didn’t know if that was Jason. I took a breath, slowly stepping away from Duke.
Jason growled, his stance shifting, making me freeze. I was about two feet away from everyone else, standing between Duke, Felix, Quin, Lucifer, and Jason.
Jason’s gaze fell on Duke again, showing his teeth and stepping towards him.
“Duke, what the hell,” Ramsey asked, looking confused.
Duke was calm, keeping his eyes narrowed at Jason. “I must have set him off somehow,” he shook his head.
My shoulder was grabbed, and I was pulled into Lucifer’s chest. I sighed, sinking into him. That was scary… I didn’t know how Duke looked so calm right now.
Jason let out a loud growl, lowering himself like he was about to attack.
Duke’s jaw clenched, ready to defend himself.
Instead of pouncing like I thought, Jason’s ears perked up, and he looked off into the woods. A few seconds went by before he gave Duke one last snarl. He turned, running off into the woods at a speed I couldn’t fathom.
“I’ve never seen a wolf behave like that,” Ramsey mumbled.
“We’re done for the day,” Felix announced as he returned inside.
“Why did Jason want to attack Duke?” I asked Lucifer, watching all the clans zoom off.
Lucifer shrugged. “I don’t know. He was trying to protect you.”
“From Duke?” I deadpanned. That was insane. Duke would never even think of hurting me.
“That’s what it looked like,” we walked into the kitchen with my other guys. “He was probably confused. It was his first shift after all,” he dismissed.
I nodded, letting everything sink in. Jason was a werewolf… an alpha, to be exact. That meant leader, which didn’t surprise me. He’d always been a social butterfly, no matter how much of a himbo he was.
My soulmates were seven vampires, and my best friend was a werewolf. What was next? Was my birth mother a leprechaun?
Theo closed the front door, coming into the kitchen with us. “Well, I wasn’t expecting that,” he chuckled. “He straight up shifted in our driveway; that was sick,” he joked, trying to lighten the mood.
“Do you think he’ll be okay?” I asked.
Eugene nodded. “You probably won’t ever see him again, Love. He’ll be just fine,” he tried to comfort.
I’d never see Jason again? Wait–I wouldn’t get the chance to hound him about being a werewolf. Or joke about him having a literal tail. I hope I’d see him again. We had so much to talk about.
Dane wrapped his arms around my waist, kissing my head. “I’m sorry you had to see that, Sweetheart. I know today wasn’t much fun, meeting the clan leaders,” he softly swayed me.
I grinned. “It wasn’t horrible,” I lied. It was awful having to pretend I knew what any of them were talking about. Still, I understood why it was important that I met them, so I didn’t comment on it. “What’s for dinner?” I asked.
Dane’s big hands ran down my torso, teasingly touching my exposed lower back. He hummed, pressing me into him. “You,” he suggested as I felt something hard poke my butt.
Eugene leaned against one of the chairs, smirking at me. “After all, you do look delicious, right, Love?”
Wait. That was a private thought! I pointed at Lucifer. “Traitor!”
They all laughed at my reaction, obviously smug with themselves. “They did warn you not to allow me in, Kitten. Sometimes your thoughts
are too good to keep to myself,” Lucifer smirked.
I couldn’t argue with that. I’m a gem.
Biting my lip, I looked down as Dane’s gentle fingers slid the strap of my dress off my shoulder. Where his skin touched mine, tingles spread through me like wildfire.
About time!
Theo sucked in a quick breath, his hands in his front pockets, watching Dane and me. “As much as I like your idea, Dane, we have a better idea,” he grinned.
Huh? Excuse me. After a day of being starved of attention, they were going to hold out on me?
Lucifer and Theo shared that same look they did earlier in the kitchen.
Uh oh.
Theo cocked his head, gesturing for me to go to him. “Come here, Princess.”
Once I got to him, he lifted me onto the counter, sitting me on the edge of it. He trapped me between his arms as he leaned on them. His cool minty breath fanned my face as he smirked. “You’ve never touched yourself before, have you?” He tilted his head.
Shaking my head, I blushed. Why would I when they did it for me? “No,” I responded in a soft voice.
A glimmer of evil flashed through his eyes, “You wanted our attention, Princess. You have it,” he cocked an eyebrow at me, almost challengingly.
Oh goodness, he couldn’t be serious. He wanted me to do that… in front of them? Right here? No way. I couldn’t–
“I’m redeeming my favor.” My eyes snapped over to Lucifer, who took a seat on one of the stools on the other island, right across from me. “Play with your wet little pussy for us, Kitten.”
My eyes widened, my heart hammering, looking at all my guys who were practically salivating while watching me. I shouldn’t have lost Lucifer’s game…
Theo
She looked petrified at the thought of touching herself for us. However, the mouth-watering scent of her dripping arousal gave her away. She was just as excited as we were.
My dick was rock hard, eager to watch her. I knew how to make her feel good, as did my clan mates, but this was new territory for her. She’d never even tried, and I was curious to see what she’d do herself.
That sexy little white dress she wore had my mind in scrambles all day. She looked the best in white, as it symbolized her purity–at least to me, it did. Even after all the things she’d done and that we’d done to her, she remained innocent and pure of heart.
I ignored the sound of shuffling behind me as everyone found their ideal viewing position. “Spread your legs and show us your pussy, Princess,” I guided. She wouldn’t do it herself if I didn’t push her a little.
Elora would always be shy, but I was so proud of her confidence lately. She was becoming more comfortable with herself and her body. She’d always been polite, and conversing with people came easily for her. The barrier she usually had up that made her more reserved was non-existent to us. Nothing made me happier than knowing she was comfortable enough with us that she could learn to be comfortable with herself.
She hesitated before she opened her legs, revealing her pinky-lacy panties. Noticing a wet spot on them, I smirked. She wore a short, revealing dress and skimpy panties… She’d planned to tease us. I had a suspicion earlier, but this proved it.
What a dirty little nympho. I love it.
I hooked my hands around her panties and pulled them off of her. “Did you wear these for us, Princess?” I questioned, watching a blush tint her cheeks.
Her little heart was beating fiercely as she slowly nodded her head. “Do you like them?” She asked, looking up at me with her big doe eyes.
Grinning down at her, I had to commend her attempt at innocent manipulation. She knew we did; she just wanted to be complimented and praised. Fuck, she was so adorable, and she knew it. I stuffed them in my pocket. “I do.” My gaze dropped to her pussy, just barely visible from her skimpy dress.
Yeah… that’s gotta go.
I adjusted her dress until it gathered at her hips, giving us a mouth- watering view of her. Much better. She nervously twiddled with the end of the dress, knowing Felix would probably spank her ass if she tried to cover herself. She learned that quickly.
Locking eyes with her, I gently grabbed her nervous hand and placed it on her inner thigh. “Fuck yourself,” I instructed, my voice coming out as a low whisper.
Stepping away from her, I leaned against the corner of the island. She wanted to be the center of attention a few hours ago. Why so shy now? I smirked.
Her eyes wandered between the seven of us, her fingers nervously twitching like she didn’t know where to start.
“Look at me, Love,” Eugene gave her a comforting gaze. She watched Eugene, and I saw some nervousness fade as he made her feel less overwhelmed.
He’s still a bitch, though. Why didn’t I think of that? Lucky bastard.
Eugene leaned forward on the stool, resting his elbows on the counter as he watched her. “Good,” he rasped out. “Now, I want you to play with your clit,” he deadpanned. “Can you do that for us, Love?” He added.
I held back an excited smile, eager to suffer through this. If there was ever a test for self-control, this was it. I was a sick fuck–proudly. Watching her being corrupted was easily my biggest turn-on. She was small and innocent; I loved knowing how dirty she really was. I’d wanted to watch her play with herself since she asked us what that tingle was between her legs.
She took a second before she nodded. My hungry eyes watched her fingers move to her clit, just above her perfect little pussy. She cautiously touched herself, her index and middle finger gently rubbing circles on her clit.
“Look how shy she’s being, pretending she didn’t tease us all day,”
Felix said through the mind-link.
I smirked, agreeing with him. If she wanted to act like a slut, that was how she was going to be treated. “Don’t be shy, Princess. Get your fingers wet.” I encouraged.
Her bottom lip was pulled between her teeth as she moved her fingers lower. She gently stroked the entrance of her pussy, soaking her fingers
within seconds. “Now what?” She whispered, her voice dripping with anticipation and lust.
Tilting my head to the side, I watched her, knowing exactly what she was doing. The little minx was getting off on our direction and attention. We knew that she wanted us in control; she didn’t want to make decisions for herself when it came to sex. Her mind was always racing, organizing, planning, and correcting. Her submission was her release, and our dominance was ours. She couldn’t have been more perfect for us.
Felix leaned forward, obviously itching to touch her. Hunger danced in his eyes as he watched her. “Finger your pussy, Baby, just like Daddy does it.”
My gaze lingered on Elora’s dainty little fingers before I looked down at my hands. Was she going to feel anything? We were all massive men; our fingers and dicks were much larger than most. She’d been spoiled and was probably accustomed to something bigger than her dainty fingers.
Fuck, she had my size kink acting up. She was just so elfin and defenseless.
My dick twitched as she slid a digit into her pussy, hesitantly fucking herself with it. Her gaze shifted between us, a gentle moan escaping her pouty lips. That’s my good girl…
“Add another finger, Doll,” Quin rasped out.
Curious to see if they were struggling as much as I was, I peeked at my clan mates.
Dane was leaning against the counter with his arms crossed, a satisfied smirk on his mouth. Eugene and Quin were in a trance, leaning forward, taking her in like a drug. Felix looked irked, probably irritated that he wasn’t the one doing the touching. He’d never been patient, and he was never told no. Lucifer had a dark look in his eyes, hooded by his eyebrows, as he stared at her face. Duke–bless his sweet soul–was blushing. His lips were parted, watching her with a hidden hunger.
When I looked back, Elora’s middle and ring finger were buried deep inside her pussy, gently rocking in and out. Her hand, thighs, and the counter glistened with her cum.
“Do you like playing with yourself, Love?” Eugene asked. “Uh-huh,” she moaned.
Fuck, she was so sexy. How much longer were we going to watch for? I knew this was my idea, but I was dying to fuck her. It’d been days since I’d
touched her. I discreetly palmed my dick through my pants, watching her pussy.
“Curl your fingers, Baby,” Duke whispered.
Her thigh twitched, and her face twisted in pleasure. Her wrist moved quickly as she found a rhythm that she liked. Her head fell back, looking sexy as ever as she eyed us all. Such a dirty girl, turned on by our attention.
“Can we fuck her now?” Quin asked through the mind-link.
“Wait until she cums. Let Theo go first before he busts his pants over there,” Eugene joked.
The joke was on him; I was fucking her first, whether they liked it or not. I didn’t know how I was the only one touching my dick right now. They must have more self-control than me–or they were too proud to admit they were struggling. “Appreciate it,” I shot back.
“That’s right, Baby,” Felix cooed. “You look so pretty riding your fingers,” he encouraged.
Elora looked up at him with watery eyes, her hips softly grinding against her hand. She moaned, giving him a pleading look. “Daddy,” her voice came out as a breathless beg.
Any second now…
“I know, Baby,” Felix agreed with false sympathy. “You want something bigger in your little pussy? Is that what you want?” He teased.
She nodded.
I smirked, discreetly undoing my belt without her noticing.
“If you want us to fuck you, you have to make yourself cum. Can you do that for me, Baby? Can you make yourself cum for Daddy?”
The pink blush that stained her cheeks got darker as she softly nodded. Moving her fingers faster, she started to squirm in the mouth-watering way she did before she cums.
Her stomach muscles clenched, and her chest moved up and down as she lost herself in the pleasure. Her eyebrows knitted together, and her eyes closed. A long breathy moan escaped her lips as she came, her thighs gently squeezing around her hand.
That’s my queue!
I dropped my pants just below my ass, pulling my dick out for her. I moved quickly towards her, eager to take her by surprise.
Choosing not to give her any time to recover after her orgasm, I swiftly spread her thighs, pushing my dick into her.
My Princesses’ eyes opened wide, her mouth dropping open as she gasped, staring up at me. “Theo,” she whispered, surprise clear in her tone.
I grinned down at her as I thrust into her hot pussy. She was delectably tight, and her walls were squeezing around me. What? Did she expect me not to pounce? “Princess,” I mocked in the same tone, gently teasing her.
She had a thing for degradation, and I was more than happy to feed her little ego.
Grabbing her hips, I pulled her to the counter’s edge, making it easier to wreck her perfect little pussy. My thrusts were hard and steady, making her eyes roll back.
I groaned in satisfaction, watching her gorgeous face turn into a tear- stained, drool-covered mess. Just how I liked her.
“I don’t think she needs that dress anymore,” Dane rasped out.
Happily ripping the clothing off her, I obliged. She made a noise, but she knew we’d buy her anything she wanted, including that same dress in every color.
My eyes immediately fell to her absolutely perfect boobs. “Fuck,” I moaned, knowing I wouldn’t last much longer with her looking sexy as hell. I loved her boobs; they were my Achilles heel.
She wrapped her hands around the back of my neck, pulling me closer to her. She crashed her lips into mine, and I eagerly devoured her lips. I stuck my tongue into her hot mouth, playing with hers.
We were moaning into each other’s mouths, our bodies greedily using each other’s to get off.
“Get her off the counter,” Duke said through the mind-link.
I quickly glanced over my shoulder at him, curious as to why he would request that. Fuck him, he can stare at my white ass.
Seeing the lube in his hand and his belt undone, I obliged quickly. I placed my hands on her thighs and picked her petite body up, holding her in my arms. I turned, giving Duke access to her ass as I continued pounding into her.
Of course, Elora was totally unaware of Duke approaching her from behind. Fuck, she got so dumb when she was horny.
Duke gave her bare shoulder a gentle kiss, making her flinch. She turned and looked at him, then at the lube in his hand. I mean, I did tell her he would fuck her ass when she was getting punished…
“Are you okay with this, Baby?” He asked.
She nodded. “Uh-huh,” she looked back at me.
“Her exact thoughts were, ‘Use me like a teeter-totter.’ Just thought I’d share,” Lucifer said, and I almost laughed. She thinks that, yet all she said was ‘uh-huh.’
Keeping a firm grip on her thighs, I tried not to hurt her as I continued thrusting. She was so easily breakable, which was a turn-on and a fear of mine. One wrong move, and she could break a bone. Then again, the fact that she was fragile made me insanely protective of her. She fucked with my mind so much just by existing.
Duke finally finished lubing up and started to push into her ass. His hands were on her hips, pulling her back gently.
I felt her body shift as she tried to help, but this only worked at a certain angle. “Let us do the work, Princess,” I ordered.
She relaxed, and soon enough, Duke was buried inside her, too.
Elora was a moaning mess, her pussy pulsing around my dick. “You feel so good, Baby,” Duke murmured into her ear. He reached his hand up and cupped her boob, gently palming it.
Tired of this painful edging I’d been doing to myself, I sped up my pace. “O–oh sh–” Elora reached her hand back and tangled it in Duke’s hair. My eyes locked on her puffy lips, watching in a trance as she pulled them between her teeth to stop the curse that wanted to slip out. She had the
most perfect lips, so pink, soft, and absolutely delicious to lick.
Her moans got louder and less shy as her torso muscles clenched, her orgasm a few thrusts away. “That’s my good girl, Princess. You look so fucking gorgeous when you cum,” I encouraged, eager to get her to her climax.
Duke and I synched our thrusts, pushing her over the edge. She squirmed in our arms, and her pussy clenched around my dick as she came. Her cum spilled out onto my dick as I plunged into her for the last time, spilling my load deep into her little pussy.
I moaned, my head falling back as I watched her.
Footsteps by the front door had me pushing my eyebrows together, but I quickly got rid of the stupid look, not wanting Elora to think it was something she did.
Why the fuck did this always happen? Did I have to start leaving a note on the outside of our front door? ‘Intense kinky sex currently being had. Fuck off.’ I should.
I placed a small kiss against her lips. “I love you, Princess,” I said as I pulled out of her.
Quin stepped in, quick to replace me. I backed away, pulling my pants up.
“I don’t care who that is; tell them they must leave now. I don’t want anyone hearing her,” Dane said, pissed off.
“I’ve got it,” I responded before sneaking out of the kitchen. Elora’s moans were basically out of her control at this point. Now that Quin was fucking her, too, I was sure she’d fall into subspace within minutes.
Opening the front door, I had an annoyed glare ready for whoever was on the other side. “This better be good,” I stepped out of the house, closing the door behind me. It didn’t help to drown out her moans, though.
Sebastian, Ramsey, and Clarence were all smirking at me. “You see, I thought hearing her and Felix last night was kinky. Now this…” Ramsey smirked at me.
I wasn’t off the hook for practically handing Elora’s video to Clarence. Rightfully, I died eight times last night and got the shit kicked out of me. I should have been more careful, but I wasn’t thinking. I also hated that Sebastian, Ramsey, and Clarence saw that video of her riding Dane in the car. I gave him a pointed look. “What do you want?”
Clarence sighed. “We hate to interrupt, but you mentioned Zion and Gavin acting strange–”
“Oh my God, out with it,” I nodded, moving my hands to get him to talk faster. They already had a visual; I didn’t need them to hear her sexy little moans, too.
“Gavin left,” Sebastian deadpanned.
Bewildered, I crossed my arms over my chest. He left the gathering… knowing he was at the top of our shitlist already? That motherfucker must be stupid. I relaxed my shoulders, not caring so much about them hearing what was going on in the kitchen now. As long as Elora never found out– which she wouldn’t. She’d never show her face around them again. I was extremely lucky that she was oblivious last night. I would never share a dirty picture or video of her unless it was one of my clan mates. Clarence had no right to scroll or share it with Sebastian and Ramsey. Still, I accepted the blame.
“What do you mean he left?” I asked.
“It was weird, man. He said something along the lines of: ‘The plans are in motion.’ Then he gave Zion a creepy ass look and booked it,” Ramsey explained.
What fucking plans? Gavin and Zion were both in one of our sights all day. We’d been watching them closely, just in case they were the ones working with rogues to ‘overthrow’ us. They were cowards, they were all talk, and they couldn’t do anything themselves. “Did he say anything else?” I asked.
Ramsey shook his head. “No. It was hard to understand him, you know, with no tongue,” he gave me an amused look, and I smirked. “We thought it was sketchy as hell, so we tried to chase him down to bring him back to you. But after a few miles, he got away,” he looked apologetic.
I slowly nodded. “Thank you,” I said. They didn’t have to go out of their way to investigate this or tell us what happened. Although they were our oldest friends, they were still loyal to us as followers. “Let’s hope for his sake he shows up tomorrow. He’s going to lose much more than a tongue next time I see him,” I planned. I think it was time for him to die. I hadn’t gotten to show my talents in years, and I’d like to take him to the basement and tear him apart.
“Something isn’t right, man–” Clarence started.
The last thing I needed was for anyone to freak out over one pathetic missing vampire. “What’s he gonna do if he’s miles away? I’ll question Zion tomorrow. As for now, let’s not escalate things if there’s no need,” I decided. I’d handle it. Even if I had to track Gavin down myself, I would.
Ramsey nodded, agreeing with me. “Yeah, I think they’re full of shit.
They’re just trying to rattle your clan.”
Exactly. Even if they were planning something stupid, they weren’t intelligent enough to get away with it. All of us were on high alert with Elora, too. Nothing was getting past us.
I sent them each an appreciative look. “Thank you for coming to us. But seriously, Dane or Duke will kill you if you don’t leave,” I chuckled. They were more protective over Elora and definitely wouldn’t be happy about anyone hearing her. They weren’t last night, and they gave Felix hell this morning.
Sebastian chuckled. “I’m guessing we aren’t allowed to mention this either?” He questioned. Last night during Felix and Elora’s midnight
shenanigans, Eugene warned all the guys that if they ever mentioned that they heard anything or saw that video of Elora, he’d dismember them.
She was incredibly shy, and if anyone but Felix, Eugene, Duke, Dane, Quin, Lucifer, or myself teased her, she’d probably melt into the floor and die on the spot. We loved her too much to let her suffer through that kind of embarrassment.
“Definitely not,” I agreed with a shake of my head. I heard her scream, followed by a very sexy whimper. I looked at my friends, and they slowly nodded, giving me an impressed look. “I know,” I agreed. “Way too hot for her own good–”
“What the fuck are you doing?” Dane was next to me out of nowhere.
He grabbed my arm, snapping the bone.
I pressed my lips together, looking down at my fucked up arm. I deserved that. I really couldn’t help myself sometimes. She was hot, and she sounded sexy as hell. Why shouldn’t I brag? “Ouch,” I gave Dane a look. I guess I should’ve been thankful it wasn’t my neck.
“Leave,” Dane gave them a dark look, pointing down the driveway.
Sebastian’s eyes flashed a quick look of fear before they ran down the driveway. “Have fun!” Ramsey called behind him before they were out of sight.
Dane glared at me. “You had one job! Not only did you let them hear her for way too long, you had the balls to brag!” He smacked me upside the head.
I deserved that, too. I put my hands up in Surrender. “What did you expect? I’m Theo. Come out here and do it yourself next time,” I shot back.
“I was busy,” he shook his head as we walked back inside.
We walked into the kitchen, and I widened my eyes. Damn, it looked like I missed the show. Eugene was pulling out of Elora as we walked in. She was lying on her back on the counter, her chest heaving as she tried to catch her breath, her thighs covered in cum and shaking. All my clan mates had their pants loosely hanging off their hips as if they lazily pulled them up.
I was going to fucking kill Gavin for this. It was his fault that I missed the action!
Whatever, I’d just take her upstairs for a bath and get her all warm and cozy before we eat dinner and she goes to sleep. I moved to pick her up, but Dane beat me to it. He gave me a shit-eating grin as he scooped her up. “Ah
ah ah, you clean the counters,” he gave me a look before he carried her away.
Oof, that was cold. I guess I deserved that, too.
Duke smacked my head, just like Dane did earlier. “Dipshit.”
Eugene and Quin gave me the same slap, mumbling something rude as they walked past me.
I pressed my lips together, looking at Felix and Lucifer. “Want to slap me too?” I offered. “I’m kind of starting to like it,” I winked, hoping to discourage any further head trauma. I was, unfortunately, the youngest out of my clan mates. I was still old as dust, but I was the newest model out of the seven of us. Meaning they were a tad bit stronger than I was–not that I’d ever admit it to them. Each of their slaps would have knocked my head clean off my shoulders if I were a human. In short–my head fucking hurt.
Lucifer smirked, grabbed a cloth, and began to clean the mess off the counters. “No. I would have invited them in to watch,” he mumbled.
Well fuck. I chuckled. “And they have the audacity to bitch at me for saying she sounds hot?” I scoffed.
Felix chuckled. “I don’t know why they’re so mad. I would have said the same thing as you, Theo,” he agreed.
As I helped Lucifer clean up, the conversation with our friends lingered on my mind. “Where could Gavin have gone?” I asked. Everyone he knew was here for the gathering.
Felix sighed. “I kept an eye on him and Zion all day. There were no exchanges, no suspicious looks, nothing that would suggest they’re planning anything. I think he’s bluffing,” he said.
“And if he’s not?” I pressed.
Felix met my gaze. “You said it yourself. What could he achieve if he left? Zion will be interrogated tomorrow. If there’s any indication that Gavin’s claims have merit, we’ll track him down and dismantle their alliance before it can cause more trouble,” he reassured.
