Page 79 of My Eternal Light

“How dirty you want this?”

“Three words, darlin’. Make me proud.”

“Lawd! Girl, you know how to talk to a man. Tell Deadpool, we have his six,” he purred, then hung up.

Thane scowled. “I am going to kill him for talking to her like that.”

Law shook his head. “If I can’t kill him, neither can you.”

“Why can’t you kill him?” he asked.

Law pointed at Meryn. “He makes her laugh.”

Meryn looked down at Neil. “When the guys are in position, loop the video footage I sent you to their command building. I’ll cut their comms, then you can let Kendrick know to start.”

Meryn grinned, then looked at Kendrick.

“Do your speed walk thingie, Aiden’s ready to go.”

“As you command,” he said, giving a sweeping bow. He turned to Kincaid. “Take my arm and prepare to move quickly.”

Kincaid looked over to where his mate sat with Brennus.

“I’ll be with the kids, you come back to me in one piece,” she said smiling at him, though her eyes were filled with tears.

“I promise,” he said, then took Kendrick’s arm.

The room became a blur and suddenly they were standing at the portal in the town’s square.

“Do you need to vomit?” Kendrick asked, calmly.

Kincaid breathed through his nose as his mouth watered. “No,” he said stubbornly.

Around him he saw his queen, Amelia, Laelia, Radclyffe and two others pointing and coordinating tents going up. Whatever they found at this facility, it looked like their people here would be ready for them.

Kendrick’s eyes strayed to his own mate. The look of pride was one he could relate to.

“They are amazing, aren’t they? The women,” Kincaid asked.

His king just nodded, his eyes still on Anne. “Rheia says she is the best nurse she has ever met, yet now she is tied to me, drowning in politics. This is what she was born to do,” he pointed to where Anne held a clipboard and was directing a group of volunteers.

“She was meant to be your mate. Our people will benefit from her strength,” Thane said, choosing his words carefully.

“All of these pretty women and they’re all mated,” a familiar voice lamented.

“Gambit, the warriors that are mated to these pretty ladies are going to gut you,” Law warned.

“Life is meant to be lived dangerously. If I die and the last image I see is a beautiful woman, it is a life well lived, non?” Gambit answered.

“If he is murdered, can I help recruit his replacement? Red Queen’s taste in personnel leans toward the psychotic,” the tall blond complained.

“Present company excluded of course,” the barrel-chested, red-head said, laughing.

Law shrugged. “You can certainly try to tell her what to do, Legolas.” He eyed the stockier man. “She hand-picked you Gimli, you would say that.”

The blond Law called Legolas turned to them. “How is she? She normally passes out after missions like this. It’s like she overclocks her brain.”

“What!” Thane exclaimed loudly.

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