Page 53 of Whispered Warnings: Part One

“Nothing,” Raiden replies, although something in his voice tells me that may not be entirely true.

I let it drop, since I get easily distracted by the giant gates opening to let us through without us stopping. He must have one of those button thingys, that means you can open the gates as you approach, oh, or maybe, there are some kind of chips on the bikes that automatically open them. That would be so cool.

I roll my eyes at my thoughts; I am clearly very easily impressed.

Reed

Ican’t help it, I have to tell them now it’s just too damn funny, and my run can wait.

“I thought you were going for a run?” River asks as I walk back into the meeting room where everyone has spread out to write our reports.

I couldn’t sit still, I had too much energy running through me, and ever since I let my magic out in the clearing near the portal, I have been finding it more challenging to keep it leashed. I’m still doing it, obviously, but I don’t want to. She didn’t look at me in fear, she thought I was hot with my wings out. I don’t ever want to forget that look of heat and wonder on her face as she stared up at me. I have never wanted to kiss someone more than I wanted to kiss her in that moment, and the only thing that held me back was the fact that she just fucking died and then came back.

I won't forget that either.

“I was,” I reply and then take a seat, “guess which bike he’s let her ride?”

Ransom’s eyes widen, “No fucking way, the Honda?”

“The green one, right?” Griff asks, when I shake my head and grin, he chuckles.

“Seriously?” Evander asks, “He let her ride his favorite bike, the one that even we aren’t allowed to touch?”

I nod, “Yep, and he didn’t even seem bothered by it.”

The table is silent for a moment before Doc sits up straighter, his eyes flash gold briefly as he asks, “Wait, she rides?”

His magic has been a lot more reactive than I have ever known it to be since Neith showed up on our doorstep. It’s certainly curious, especially since his magic is usually quite difficult to work with. He has way more than he should have, but he usually has to coax it out in order to get it to work. It’s apathetic and lazy. It has been the opposite of that recently. But then again, I can’t say much, my magic is behaving out ofthe norm and so is Raiden’s, and River’s for that matter. The way that his kitsune behaved with Neith is completely out of character for the usually laid-back shifter.

It's something that I need to keep an eye on, although I have no idea what it could mean.

River groans as he makes the connection too. “Oh fuck, I bet she looks stunning on a bike.”

“That’s an understatement,” I mutter.

Everyone lapses into silence again, although this time, it’s for an entirely different reason. I would be willing to bet that Neith on Raiden’s bike is playing through their minds.

She didn’t just look hot straddling that bike, she looked completely at ease and at home on it. It wouldn’t surprise me if Raiden has underestimated what she is capable of, he was driving down the driveway a lot more cautiously than he normally does.

“Damn,” Griff says, and I smirk. He continues, with a slight grin of his own, “How weird would it be if I was outside washing one of my cars when they came home?”

I chuckle, and everyone smiles, but I can see that they are genuinely considering the question.

After a beat of silence, Evander says, “I think it would look less weird if we were all out there washing cars.”

“I don’t think that would be less weird,” Ransom points out. He shrugs, “But I really want to see Neith riding Raiden’s bike, so I think we should do it anyway.”

“Agreed,” the whole table, including myself, reply.

It’s a no-brainer, really. I don’t think we are even bothered if she does see right through us. Which is really likely because it’s winter, and it’s still fucking cold outside, so it is even more weird that we will be cleaning our cars out there.

Evander’s expression is full of amusement as he replies, “Alright, I guess that’s a plan then. Let’s get these reports writtenquickly so we can make sure that we are out there when they get back.”

Everyone starts to write again, and the sound of keyboards tapping fills the room. My need for a run has diminished now that I need to get the report finished as quickly as possible, so I don’t miss Neith coming back on the bike.

“Wait,” River says after a while, breaking the silence in the room and gaining our attention, making us all look at him.

“What?” Ransom questions, his eyebrows rising as he scrubs a hand through his hair.

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