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Yup! I haven t killed anyone yet, well except for the hyena that kidnapped me, and he totally
deserved
it. Though that may change if Salsiby goes near my son again, but I have a formula that I m working on
that should take care of his ass& Abby brought the phone back to her ear.
See, she hasn t killed anyone lately.
Ulcers. You two give me fucking ulcers! Do you know how hard it is for shifters to get one ulcer,
much less two? Do you!
Umm& we love you? Abby said, unsure of what else to do.
A huge sigh and thump was heard.
I know. I love you two walking disasters too. I m assigning Sentinels to Arkadia. Try not to blow up
the most important paranormal city since the dawn of time before they get there.
Go home and drink some of that white wine you like so much. I got this, Abby said.
That s what I m afraid of. Bye, Abby, give my love to Rebecca. I ll be visiting soon to see my
nephew.
Then the line went dead.
That went well. Abby looked up. Aleks, Gabriel, Moe and Rhys looked ill.
So when do we go ghost hunting? Rebecca asked, completely oblivious to her mate s growing
panic
for his future.
Tomorrow at eleven? Abby suggested.
Works for me.
Can I come too? Giddey asked, looking intrigued.
You bet. Abby took another bite of her sandwich.
Aren t you afraid, Giddey? Ashby asked, still looking worried.
This chick singlehandedly got hot sentinels to be assigned to Arkadia, I m sticking to her like glue.
Watch and learn young grasshopper, watch and learn. Abby winked at him.
Aleks, Moe and Rhys groaned behind them.
Chapter 8
Operation Claim Her Vampire was underway. Abby was convinced that Rhys just needed to taste
their
blood to see that it wasn t like a drug, then they could mate with each other. She had watched him
carefully
at the diner. He had this unconscious habit of rubbing his arms when he was feeling anxious. He sat
closer
to Moe and didn t say much. She observed him with the patience that she normally reserved for the
small
mammals she studied out in the field.
Every time his anxiety levels would rise he would reach over and touch Moe. Abby realized that
Rhys
didn t even know he was doing it. He was handling his addiction better than he probably even knew.
Abby continued to watch her mates until Moe stood.
Time to get the bar ready to open. He stretched and Abby had a moment to truly appreciate how
beautiful he was. He was tall but not bulky. His frame was simply huge, but the muscles wrapped
around
his body were toned and defined. He radiated peace and gentleness despite his grizzled appearance.
His
shaved head and five o clock shadow would normally be a turn off for her, too rough. But on Moe it
was
just right. His tribal band tattoos around his arms only emphasized how built he was. He was the
exact
opposite to Rhys in every way.
Rhys stood and smiled up at Moe. His soft blond and white curls fell just past his ears. He was
handsome without looking pretty. He personified wholesomeness. When he smiled it seemed like that
was
the most natural look for his face. He was also tall, but still inches shorter than their other mate.
Where Moe
had soft gray eyes, Rhys s green eyes were brilliant and seemed to glow with an inner light. Rhys s
body
was leaner but also sported a defined eight pack that left her sighing.
Lucky bitch, Giddey said happily.
You re not the first to say that.
You were looking at them like you were sizing up your next meal.
Maybe I was. Abby winked at Giddey.
Moe and Rhys grinned at each other.
Come on, AbbyGirl. Moe held out his hand to her.
Coming. She walked over and put her hand in his. His huge, warm hand engulfed hers, but the size
difference only reinforced how safe she felt around him. He leaned down and whispered.
Not yet, but you will. It took a second to understand his double entendre. Practically skipping
behind
them, she heard Giddey muttering under his breath about how damn lucky she was. She had to agree.
* * * *
The change to Rhys was immediate. The second he stepped behind the bar, his entire body practically
slumped forward in relief. When he stood, he stood straighter than she had seen him yet. He was
smiling
and laughing with Peyton and some of the early birds. Here was a man that had lived through
countless
centuries. His confidence was intoxicating.
You see it don t you? Moe asked as he walked up behind her and pulled her into his arms. She
nodded and leaned back, resting her head against his chest.
Does he realize it?
Not yet. He doesn t have any symptoms when he s behind the bar and in his element.
Which points to the fact that the addiction may be more mental than physical?
I m afraid so. Moe pulled her backward and they walked into the large walk-in freezer. He shut the
door and turned to her his eyes sad.
I don t gossip, and I normally wouldn t betray Rhys, but you re his mate too, and I feel like you have
a
right to know. He took a deep breath.
I caught him cutting the other night. He says it helps with the addiction, like he s letting out all of the
blood he was forced to ingest. Moe s hands clenched at his sides. Abby was in front of him in
seconds.
She wrapped her arms around his waist and rubbed her face on his chest.
You re not alone in this anymore, Moe. We ll help him overcome this. You no longer have to
shoulder
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Yup! I haven t killed anyone yet, well except for the hyena that kidnapped me, and he totally
deserved
it. Though that may change if Salsiby goes near my son again, but I have a formula that I m working on
that should take care of his ass& Abby brought the phone back to her ear.
See, she hasn t killed anyone lately.
Ulcers. You two give me fucking ulcers! Do you know how hard it is for shifters to get one ulcer,
much less two? Do you!
Umm& we love you? Abby said, unsure of what else to do.
A huge sigh and thump was heard.
I know. I love you two walking disasters too. I m assigning Sentinels to Arkadia. Try not to blow up
the most important paranormal city since the dawn of time before they get there.
Go home and drink some of that white wine you like so much. I got this, Abby said.
That s what I m afraid of. Bye, Abby, give my love to Rebecca. I ll be visiting soon to see my
nephew.
Then the line went dead.
That went well. Abby looked up. Aleks, Gabriel, Moe and Rhys looked ill.
So when do we go ghost hunting? Rebecca asked, completely oblivious to her mate s growing
panic
for his future.
Tomorrow at eleven? Abby suggested.
Works for me.
Can I come too? Giddey asked, looking intrigued.
You bet. Abby took another bite of her sandwich.
Aren t you afraid, Giddey? Ashby asked, still looking worried.
This chick singlehandedly got hot sentinels to be assigned to Arkadia, I m sticking to her like glue.
Watch and learn young grasshopper, watch and learn. Abby winked at him.
Aleks, Moe and Rhys groaned behind them.
Chapter 8
Operation Claim Her Vampire was underway. Abby was convinced that Rhys just needed to taste
their
blood to see that it wasn t like a drug, then they could mate with each other. She had watched him
carefully
at the diner. He had this unconscious habit of rubbing his arms when he was feeling anxious. He sat
closer
to Moe and didn t say much. She observed him with the patience that she normally reserved for the
small
mammals she studied out in the field.
Every time his anxiety levels would rise he would reach over and touch Moe. Abby realized that
Rhys
didn t even know he was doing it. He was handling his addiction better than he probably even knew.
Abby continued to watch her mates until Moe stood.
Time to get the bar ready to open. He stretched and Abby had a moment to truly appreciate how
beautiful he was. He was tall but not bulky. His frame was simply huge, but the muscles wrapped
around
his body were toned and defined. He radiated peace and gentleness despite his grizzled appearance.
His
shaved head and five o clock shadow would normally be a turn off for her, too rough. But on Moe it
was
just right. His tribal band tattoos around his arms only emphasized how built he was. He was the
exact
opposite to Rhys in every way.
Rhys stood and smiled up at Moe. His soft blond and white curls fell just past his ears. He was
handsome without looking pretty. He personified wholesomeness. When he smiled it seemed like that
was
the most natural look for his face. He was also tall, but still inches shorter than their other mate.
Where Moe
had soft gray eyes, Rhys s green eyes were brilliant and seemed to glow with an inner light. Rhys s
body
was leaner but also sported a defined eight pack that left her sighing.
Lucky bitch, Giddey said happily.
You re not the first to say that.
You were looking at them like you were sizing up your next meal.
Maybe I was. Abby winked at Giddey.
Moe and Rhys grinned at each other.
Come on, AbbyGirl. Moe held out his hand to her.
Coming. She walked over and put her hand in his. His huge, warm hand engulfed hers, but the size
difference only reinforced how safe she felt around him. He leaned down and whispered.
Not yet, but you will. It took a second to understand his double entendre. Practically skipping
behind
them, she heard Giddey muttering under his breath about how damn lucky she was. She had to agree.
* * * *
The change to Rhys was immediate. The second he stepped behind the bar, his entire body practically
slumped forward in relief. When he stood, he stood straighter than she had seen him yet. He was
smiling
and laughing with Peyton and some of the early birds. Here was a man that had lived through
countless
centuries. His confidence was intoxicating.
You see it don t you? Moe asked as he walked up behind her and pulled her into his arms. She
nodded and leaned back, resting her head against his chest.
Does he realize it?
Not yet. He doesn t have any symptoms when he s behind the bar and in his element.
Which points to the fact that the addiction may be more mental than physical?
I m afraid so. Moe pulled her backward and they walked into the large walk-in freezer. He shut the
door and turned to her his eyes sad.
I don t gossip, and I normally wouldn t betray Rhys, but you re his mate too, and I feel like you have
a
right to know. He took a deep breath.
I caught him cutting the other night. He says it helps with the addiction, like he s letting out all of the
blood he was forced to ingest. Moe s hands clenched at his sides. Abby was in front of him in
seconds.
She wrapped her arms around his waist and rubbed her face on his chest.
You re not alone in this anymore, Moe. We ll help him overcome this. You no longer have to
shoulder
this burden by yourself, she whispered. [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]