Page 21 of Blood for Blood

Luna

“She’ll be here later.” Aurora grins, sliding her phone into her pocket. “She’s apparently weaseled her way into three of the brothers’ beds already.”

I throw my head back in laughter. “Of course she has. I wonder what the hang up is for number four?”

“She says Rune is a stuck up prick that looks at her like a piece of garbage he stepped on.” She replies, wiping tears from her eyes. “Leave it to her to lock down the scariest men on the planet.”

“They’re not all scary.” I snort, still not able to contain my amusement. “Rune was very nice to me. Alaric and Silas didn’t seem all that bad, either. It’s really just Karrion you have to tiptoe around.” The thought of him makes me shudder. “Rune said just to avoid him, if at all possible. Best not to end up on his radar.”

“Well,” she starts, “I don’t really have plans to meet any of them, so it shouldn’t be a problem.”

“Food is done.” Gordon calls from the entryway of the living room.

“Thank you, Gordon.” Aurora smiles at him as we walk past him to the kitchen.

When I first see the table, my mouth falls wide open. He cooked enough food for at least three armies. There’s a little bit of everything; salad, hoagies (It’s not a hero, or a sub, or any of the other shit people call it. It’s a fucking HOAGIE), lasagna, garlic bread, chicken cutlets, dirty rice, steamed veggies and a mouth watering variety of fruits.

We each grab a plate, filling them with whatever we want before sitting at the island. “Isn’t anyone else eating?” I ask, already gathering my first bite. I’m going straight for the rice.

“No. We’ll eat when you finish.” Gordon says, placing a dirty pan in the sink.

“Oh, don’t be silly.” Aurora stands from her seat to yell out into the house. “Get your asses in here and eat while it’s warm!” She yells and I immediately hear multiple sets of footsteps. Aurora waits to hand each of them a plate as they enter, smiling at them all. When Gordon doesn’t move, she arches a brow at him, holding a plate out in front of her. He nods as he takes it and starts piling food onto it. “I can’t make any more chairs magically appear, but eat wherever you’d like.” She announces before sitting back down.

“Ya know, Gordo, you talk too damn much, but you cook the best food I’ve ever tasted.” I jab, hoping he has a sense of humor.

“Thanks.” He murmurs and nods at me.

“See what I mean?” I chuckle, “It’s hard to get a word in edgewise.”

One of the guys’ phone pings and he hurries to grab it, swallowing nervously. “So sorry about that.”

“It’s a phone,” I laugh, “No need to apologize.”

He taps a few buttons on the screen before putting it back in his pocket and finishing up his food. Our head of security, Rodger, comes in just as everyone is putting their plates in the sink. At least half of them offer to do the dishes, but Gordon shoo’s them all away. “You all need to get outside and get back to work.”

“Tell anyone outside to come eat.” Aurora tells one of the guards as he passes by. “You too, Rodger. Eat something.”

He sighs, grabbing a plate from the counter.

“I need to give you guys a heads up.” I look at Rodger, then Gordy, smiling my best ‘forgive me in advance’ smile. “Nyx is going to be here later.”

“Jesus fucking Christ” comes from the doorway, and I don’t even have to look to know that’s it’s Greg. “I’m taking my food to go, in that case.”

“Awe, Greggy poo doesn’t like tiny little Nyx?” I tease him, knowing damn well he isn’t going anywhere. Nobody really knows why Nyx likes attacking Greg so much, but the poor guy gets fucked up every time she comes here.

“Tiny little Nyx.” He snorts, “There’s a lot of anger packed into that tiny little body.”

“You’re not wrong there.” I laugh, turning the water on to start the dishes. Gordon tries to stop me, but I glare at him. There’s no real heat behind it, but he raises his hands in surrender, backing away like I might stab him. “It’s a couple plates, Gordo, I got it.”

“Yes ma’am.” He nods, smiling for the first time, revealing the cutest little dimple on his left cheek.

After I finish the dishes, my plan is to sneak upstairs and find out where Aurora snuck off too. When I get to the top of the steps, a loud thud catches my attention. Slowly creeping toward the end of the hall, I jump when my bedroom door swings open and Aurora is standing there in lingerie. “Jesus Christmas, Peach! You scared the fuck out of me.”

“Probably about as much as you scared me.” She steps into the hallway, looking around. “Did you drop something?”

“Nope.” Shaking my head, we both continue down the hall. “I’m not sure what that was.”

When we reach the end of the hallway, I realize the sound is coming from the spare bedroom. It’s not as loud as the first time, but this is definitely where it’s coming from. When I pull the door open, my mouth goes dry instantly as my eyes land on the two security guards tied up.

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