Page 39 of Flying Blind

“What?”

“This was always a pack house. Those are chairs for the alphas to cuddle their omega or, in our case, a beta.” Lykon walked to the table and took a seat, patting his thighs.

She snorted and was halfway to the seat when Rayd grabbed her and swung her into his arms. “Not for the first meal.”

Lykon chuckled, and Taka snorted. They filled their plates, complete with smoked fish and a vegetable pickle, and got to eating.

She could see Lyric moving around outside the big house, and without turning around, there was a thumb sent skyward.

Zara laughed and settled in with her new family. Breakfast was underway. The contracts had been signed the night before, and she was now heir to Rayd, beneficiary to Taka, and Lyric’s possible ward if necessary. That was a funny one, and Lykon had been embarrassed, but Lyric was the best person to take care of her.

Taka asked, “When do I meet your sibling, Lykon? She can certainly cook.”

Lykon laughed. “She could also snap you in half.”

“Alpha?”

“No, she is an omega. Elite omega. She gets to wear two forms. The nice, normal beta and the pearl-coloured amazon.”

Taka paused. “You are joking.”

“I am not. It must have been some recessive genes in her, but she’s almost as tall as I am.”

“Do you know any dark Elite, Lykon?” Taka asked.

“No.”

Rayd blinked. “I know a few, but they have their omegas. You?”

“I have met a few. They began travelling ten years ago or so. I met them in college. Most locked into computer development degrees. A few did design courses.” He smiled. “They are nice, but their matches are very specific.”

Zara snorted.

Lykon sighed. “You are not a general match. If you weren’t suitable, you would have died from the acid spray. It is extremely toxic. The brands would have infected, and you would have been miserable before you died.”

She blinked. “Right. So, what happens to the demons that were snaking around here?”

Rayd shrugged. “We deal with them.”

There was a chime from under a flower arrangement, and Lykon picked up the phone. “Oh, Lyric is wondering when we want to introduce the legion to her, Dad, and Emma.” He blinked. “She said that three days is sufficient to link together. The links can thicken over time. It doesn’t have to be the first few days.” He paused. “Another text. Oh, don’t wear her out.”

Taka blinked. “You take orders from your younger sister?”

Rayd smiled. “You will as well, Taka. You will see.”

“You, too, Rayd?” Taka tutted. “You against a little girl.”

Rayd smiled. “You will see.”

Zara chuckled. “She clothes-hangered a demon alpha, and something made a wet, crunching sound while gently escorting me to Rayd.”

Lykon smiled. “Be afraid. Be very afraid. My little sister is no joke.”

Zara laughed as Lykon told tales of Lyric’s savagery when he was dealing with the onset of demon alpha behaviours. Apparently, she nipped the bad moods in the bud by yelling at him until he backed off.

They stretched and got dressed, agreeing that a walk around the property would be for the best. Zara was eager to see if her knees could touch, and then she had a lot of people to call. Wren and Luna were top of the list.

Lykon walked them over to the winery where Lyric was walking around with a clipboard, drawing samples and sipping and spitting. Axel was watching, and he said, “Did it work?”

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