she was his and vice versa. How could she even deny their chemistry?
He shoved the last of his things into his knapsack. They had been given an hour to pack and prepare, Greerâs commands another thing that grated his nerves. Who the fuck put her in charge anyway? Bring what you can carry, sheâd said. The mission was meant to be a short one yet he still didnât fully understand how they planned on finding Kellyâs wolf to begin with. And the Huntresses werenât parting with that secret either.
âFucking Amazons,â he grumbled as he zipped up the bag and swung it over his shoulder, adjusting his scabbard that lay across his back. Sword, blades, 9mm. A few extra magazines of ammo in his bag, protein bars, two bottles of water and a change of clothes. Roughinâ it.
With a last glance around the barracks, he noted the Hunters who lay asleep on their beds. He grunted his disapproval as he left. Theyâd been up all night with the women, their orgy noise keeping him up too, with his hand on his cock as he thought about Ariana and her sweet taste. Heâd be glad when this whole thing was over, Kelly revitalized and Ariana at his side. Greer and her fucking band of Amazons gone for good.
They were supposed to meet in the backyard. He checked his watch. Ten minutes to spare. His stomach rumbled and he smiled. No way was he leaving without a full belly. Instead of heading outside, he detoured to the kitchen for a little sustenance.
Twenty minutes later and he came waltzing outside in search of the women. âOh come on!â Lance snorted as he surveyed the scene. âHolding hands? We going to sing or something?â
Ariana glanced over her shoulder at him, a scowl on her face. âDamn, youâre here. We were going to leave without you.â
That he didnât doubt for a moment. âYou canât get rid of me that easily. Iâm a big boy, I needed some breakfast.â He pushed his way in between two of the warriors, a wink and a nod in Kellyâs direction to make sure all was good. She looked tired but calm, a smirk on her face. âSo, what now?â He secured his backpack on both shoulders and looked at Ariana expectantly.
She sneered, her lips twisting in a way that was actually kinda hot. Sheâd opted for a make-up free look once again, her eyes bright and wide, giving her more innocence than she deserved. Her hair was tied up in a high ponytail, the bottom sweeping her neckline. He avoided looking at her wolf bite. It just pissed him off, so instead he scanned her body, making sure he cocked an eyebrow and made a big show, adjusting his dick, which was growing hard at the sight of her anyway. That earned him a snicker from the other women, and a growl from her.
âTake the warriorâs hands.â She scanned the group. âRemember what I just told you. Keep hold of each other and donât forget to breathe. Harperâ¦whenever youâre ready.â
Keep breathing? What the fuck? Lance opened his mouth to demand an explanation when his legs seemed to slip right out from under him. His stomach pitched like he was on one huge roller coaster that went from zero to a hundred in a matter of two seconds. He couldnât see, not really. Everything was lights, colors, all a blur, whipping past him as he tumbled. He gripped the warriorsâ hands tighter, suddenly terrified at the possibility of losing them. Dizziness rocked through him, his skull feeling like it was going to crush in on itself. With a jarring thump he hit something, his feet planting hard, sending shooting pain through his legs and up his body as he slumped and then rolled. He sucked in a deep breath and then retchedâtoast, peanut butter, oatmeal, apple, coffee, everything that heâd eaten for breakfast a mess on the grass under his nose.
âI told you to breathe.â Ariana stood over him, her tone snarky, no compassion there.
He lifted his hand to his
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