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About time I met some.

“No. This is great. I have to pack and call Bessie, but it’s fine. I…I can’t thank you enough. I’m sure this wasn’t what you pictured when you got on the app, but I’m grateful.”

“No, Iris,” Nix said. “We are grateful. We’ll talk more when we pick you up tomorrow.”

I let out a nervous laugh. “This is crazy, right?”

They laughed along with me. Their chuckles sounded so good. Calmed me even though they were nowhere near me.

After our goodbyes were said, I packed my bag. I didn’t have much. I called Bessie and told her that early the next morning, I would drop off my keys along with the uniform and name tag.

She wasn’t excited about me leaving and even less about me meeting two shifter males over an app but, since Killian, I had a gut instinct about people. Living with pure evil did that to me. I observed actions and emotions, changes in tone and expressions.

I could read a person like no one else.

Nix and Keir were good ones.

Tomorrow would be the start of a new life and maybe a chance at love.

Chapter Nine

Phoenix

“Thank you, Madden. I know this is last minute. We appreciate your willingness to fly us last minute.”

We had risen at the crack of dawn to get to the airport. The truth was, I hadn’t gotten much sleep at all. Despite our plans to get Iris the next day, they weren’t good enough for our dragons.

According to the beast inside me, I should’ve allowed him to spread his wings and fly directly to Iris and bring her back to our lair. The impatient animal.

He wanted his mate.

Those were the words he spoke to me.

“You’re welcome as always. We’ll be right on time. Everything is in order.”

Keir would tip Madden extra once we got Iris home, and he’d called the driver we hired twice already to make sure he would be on time. We told Iris the driver would be outside her apartment at seven sharp. He had instructions not to let her carry anything except her purse. We didn’t want her tugging on anything heavy. We were gentlemen, after all.

While she was brave and strong for surviving, she didn’t have to do that anymore. Everyone had to survive things in this life but it wasn’t a way to live.

“Let’s go over the plan,” Keir said. He had become his stoic, business self after seeing Iris the night before. Something in him had changed last night and I knew it was for the best. She needed his business side.

He was still the same Keir, but he was treating this like it was his most important job to date.

We were clearly on the same page.

“Go on,” I said, sitting across from him in the black leather seat. We’d bought this plane after we had some stable jobs and saw it as an investment since we traveled so much.

If Iris was who my dragon thought she was, that part of our life would have to slow down. I wanted to spend the maximum amount of time possible with our mate.

Keir had typed up the plan and printed it out. He was old school that way.

“Once she arrives at the airport, we will, with her approval of course, swap out her phone for the one we brought. One that is probably more secure than the one she has. The driver will return to her apartment and transport her vehicle to another city. I’ve already paid for storage for a year.”

“What else?” I asked. “Sounds like you’ve got it covered.”

My friend sat back. “Nothing. That’s it. It’s simple, but it feels like the most important itinerary I’ve ever created.” He ran his hands through his hair and read over it once again as though the details had evolved when he wasn’t looking.

“Even if she isn’t ours,” I said. “We have to help protect her.”

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