Page 44 of Bite Me

Ninsy bit into a donut and watched them all like they were the most interesting show on TV.

Hey, where’d she get a donut?

Dax edged his way back into the room. But, stayed as far as he could from Ninsy. “That’s all well and fine, and by fine, I mean fucking horrible. So now we need a plan to protect the shards and every woman, witch, and succubus out there in case they are potential mates?”

“No, I have a better idea. We can’t protect the whole world from the demon dragons.” Jada lifted a hand when all four of the dragon warriors started to protest to hold their arguments. “I’m not saying you haven’t done a great job of that. But, that was before Kur-Jara decided to ante up.”

“What do you suggest we do? Give up?” Dax folded his arms and glared. He was suspicious of her. She couldn’t blame him, she was a succubus after all.

“No. The opposite. I don’t want you to protect us. I want you to let us join in the fight.”

This time Jada couldn’t stop the uproar. There were a whole lot of “hell no” and “you’re crazy” being tossed at her. From everyone except Ky.

He joined her in the center of the group. He faced Jakob first.

“Jakob. Who saved your ass when a horde of demon dragons buried you trying to get your soul shard?”

Jakob fixed his gaze on his mate. So much affection, and dare she name it--love--glowed out of him. “Ciara.”

The shard at Ciara’s neck glowed with its beautiful green and white light. She took Jakob’s hand and squeezed.

Ky nodded and faced Steele, who glared back at him.

“Steele? Who smacked the Black Dragon upside the head with a tree and got herself out of the depths of hell?”

His glare turned into a pride-filled grin. “Fleur.”

A daisy popped up in Steele’s hair and the light from around Fleur’s throat joined with Ciara’s.

“Who did the both of you give your soul shards to, full well knowing they would keep your souls safe while you went off to battle?”

Steele and Jakob stared into the eyes of their mates.

Jada’s chest tightened, all the muscles around her heart and down to her stomach clenching. She wasn’t sure whether her body was responding to the mushy-gooshiness of the people around her, so in love, a feeling she’d never thought she’d ever feel, or in anticipation of what she was sure Ky was going to say next.

“And who do you think saved my ass from a mountain of demon dragons and this Black Dragon himself? With only rhubarb filling for a weapon?”

He glanced from warrior to warrior.

Jada’s muscles unclenched, and she let out a breath. She hasn’t even realized she’d been holding it in.

“Yeah, that’s right. Jada. So, I think it’s only fair to hear what she has to say about our mates joining the fight.”

Ky sat back down, but not before making a show of kissing Jada on the top of her head.

Warmth and tingles dripped down over her. There were too many fuzzy feels to take in. She pushed those to the back of her mind. Concentrate on the here and now and how to communicate her plan.

Sweet baby cheese-whiz. She hoped the inkling of an idea that had sparked sounded as good coming out of her mouth as it did in her head.

“Instead of protecting, which is an impossible task, we need to go on the offensive. Take the battle to the Black Dragon. Or rather, bring him to us.”

Ky nodded, agreeing with her before he even knew what she had in mind. “How?”

Jada looked from Ciara to Fleur and back. They were both so powerful, and so precious to their mates. They were all about the girl power, they’d buy in, right?

She glanced over at Ky quickly. Hopefully none of them would want to kill her for what she was about to suggest.

They might. It was a brilliant and brilliantly stupid idea. One that could get them all killed. Or worse.

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