Page 95 of Witches Be Damned

“In a little bit,” I said, remembering breathing when my lungs burned.

I’d been so worried about Raze not making it and Supergal getting injured that I hadn’t taken in air in a long time.

“I’ve got you, buddy.” Cole laughed and clapped my chest again.

“I’m good,” I told Cole, knowing he was needed elsewhere.

He released me and got busy with his team. I focused on calming my erratic heartbeat and flooding my body with oxygen.

Supergal murmured into Raze’s chest, and he rumbled at her. He didn’t have the aggressive edge he did from our last meeting, and I felt safe with her near him.

Talon cleared his throat. “I hate to break up the moment. But we should clear out of here in case of further gantii ambushes.”

Agreed. Whoever sent the Lycans likely also worked with the vamps.

Gable, Luna, and Blaze peeled away to assist their team in evacuating.

“Typical of the Guardians to leave us with all the heavy lifting,” Jes teased, jerking her thumb at the prisoners she dragged aside for us.

“Speak for yourselves, slackers,” I quipped. “We’re taking a much-needed rest after saving your skins.”

She snorted, pocketing the red jewel and cleared out the equipment, exiting via the portal.

I got in contact with Knoxe, patching through our coordinates to send a team to collect the unconscious prisoners in T-minus ten minutes to give Supergal and Raze a moment together.

I dropped beside his huge Lycan form and leaned my head on the side of his arm, enjoying the coarseness of his fur.

“You’re really sexy with all the fur. A big teddy bear. I can see why Supergal loves werewolves.” I lifted his arm and tucked it over me, hoping to warm his chilled, shocked body. “Take all the wolf cuddles you want within the next nine minutes thirty seconds.”

He laughed and snorted out air, crushing me to his side. “Come here and give me some love.”

Supergal giggled and sniffed. “I love you both so much.”

I poked her nose. “Don’t forget the Lycan dick you promised to magick for me, Supergal. Hope you got some more juice in the tank.”

“You wish,” Raze rumbled, alternating between sniffing mine and her hair, and I finally got the appeal of Supergal enjoying werewolf romances with all the attention.

“A promise is a promise,” I said.

“I never promised,” Supergal snarked back.

I took her hand and squeezed. “You promised one monster dick.”

“You think I have a monster dick?” Raze joined in, and in that moment, I realized just how much I missed the big, stoic guy.

“Don’t be modest.” I stroked his dark pelt. “That’s a kraken compared to my Great White Shark.”

Supergal buried her laugh in his fur.

Raze’s chest wheezed out a stuttered rumble. “You’ve been entertaining yourselves with monster porn without me?”

I circled his hairy nipple. “It’s been boring without you.”

“You’re all perverts.” Raze chuckled.

“Yeah, we are.” Supergal rested her head back on his chest, her smile full of reassurance that everything was going to be all right.

The battle was over. For now. Who knew how many more we had to face. I took comfort in the small win and the closeness of my non-biological family.

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