Page 6 of Surprise Me

The Warriors also shifted when no impending danger threatened. They might suck at party planning, but were further along in their training than he'd assumed and moved together like a well-honed machine. They kept him surrounded as the group walked toward the town, even though he'd prefer to run point. His days of sacrificing himself had come to an end when he'd taken on the mantle of Wyvern. Still, he would not allow any of this team to die for him.

Didn't look like they'd have to today anyway. As soon as he got back from this shopping expedition, Jett would contact Cage again and exchange intel on the disappearance of demon wyrms and the Black Dragon. Kur-Jara was up to something.

One more look into the shadow wouldn't hurt. At the edge of town, Jett stopped and sunk back into the trees. "I've got a bad feeling about this, boys. Let's check one more time for demon wyrm activity. Use all your senses to see if they're hiding here. Scout the city and meet back up in the basement of the party store."

One by one they appeared out of the shadows and into the room that was clearly used for storage. Each reported no hint of demon wyrms.

"Good. But keep alert and try not to draw attention to yourselves."

One of the warriors knocked over a small stack of boxes and bags of multi-colored glitter exploded, covering him in a rainbow of sparkles.

"Aww, you look just like my honeypie, young Warrior. It's a good look for you." A beautiful woman with glowing olivy-brown skin, wearing a flowing white dress sat on the bottom step of the staircase leading up to the shop as if she'd been waiting for them. "Well, you boys better come upstairs. The shop girls are waiting for you. They have your order all packed and ready."

Ah shit. What the hell was the White Witch doing at the party supply store?

The words 'shop girls are waiting for you' had the Warriors scrambling to get past her and up to the store's main floor. Each and every member of his Wyr were hoping that the next woman they met might be their soulmate.

"Inanna." Jett greeted her coolly. Their relationship was... tumultuous. The White Witch had helped him and Yvaine find each other, but she wasn't happy about it. She didn't like him. Not that he could blame her. He was the bastard child of her mate and a demon from hell.

She gave a little dip of her head to acknowledge him. "Jett."

"What are you doing in America? There aren't very many of your dragon sons on this side of the pond. Not much matchmaking for you to do." He couldn't help but wonder if she would help his own Demon Dragon Warriors find their mates as she did with the rest of the Wyrs. Probably not. They would have to forge their own way.

She smiled like she knew something he didn't. Which of course she did, she was a goddess. "Oh, you'd be surprised by all the pies I have my fingers in."

Was that supposed to sound dirty? His father must be nearby. The two of them were cringeworthy when it came to being corny about their love and lust for each other. At least Jett knew where he gotten that particular attribute from.

"Want to help me plan Yvaine's birthday party?" The White Witch might not like Jett, but she had a soft spot for Yvaine.

"I'm looking forward to seeing what you can do. I'm only here for a moment to see you anyway." She looked around like she expected someone else to appear.

Him? That was unexpected.

"What can I do for you?" That came out a little more surprised than he'd meant.

"Do you know where Fallyn, is?" Her eyes were sad and worried.

Whoa. Jett assumed the White Witch pretty much knew where everyone in the whole world was at any given time. The fact that he couldn't find Fallyn, the woman he'd basically grown up with in hell, was... interesting. "Have you checked the Christmas ornament store?"

"You're a smart ass." She narrowed her eyes at him. "It's so hard to dislike you when you're so much like your father."

"Thanks? Sorry, I haven't seen Fallyn since our escape from Hell with Azy. I've been a little busy." As she would know. Probably. The pedestal he'd put the White Witch on was a little crooked today.

"Your mate has," she said. One eyebrow went up challenging him to deny it.

Shit. The red sparkly stuff that had made Yvaine all itchy. He knew it seemed somehow familiar. "Fallyn must have been at the twins' birthday party."

"Hmm. Yes. Well, then maybe I will help you with your party, so she'll come to that as well." Inanna waved her hand and a heard of elephants - or Demon Dragon Warriors - crashed around upstairs. "There that should do it."

A chorus of cheers from his Warriors went up from the shop above. Oh, shitballs. What had she done? Jett pushed past Inanna, who winked at him, and took the stairs three at a time. He surfaced to the chaos of what happens when Dragon Warriors high on episodes of My Super Sweet 16 meet White Witch influenced party shop attendants at a unicorn disco.

There was even a glittery mirrored ball hanging from the ceiling, and... was that a unicorn shaped ice-cream machine pooping rainbow sherbet? Yes, yes it was. Jett shook his head. He was so fucked.

"Boss, we hit the mother load. Also, can we bring these very lovely ladies home with us? I'm sure one of them must be my mate. You said we would know when we found her." Several of the men were behind the counter making eyes at the women working to wrap up all the merchandise the warriors had gathered.

There was no missing the tent in this particular Warrior's pants. Sigh. Great. Now he had to explain the difference between finding one's mate and being horny as fuck.

One of the girls giggled and Jett was just about to warn her that she was about to get more than she expected when his phone went off in his pocket indicating a text from Yvaine.

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