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He grinned at her, and with Anne at his side, he dropped a kiss on her cheek as he walked by. “Brought this for you.”

“More coma tea?”

He nodded. “Fresh batch.”

“Cool beanz.” She reached up and Ryuu took it from her. “So… why can’t we kill them again?”

Brennus harumphed. “Good question.”

“Brennus!” the queen chided.

“Meryn, it’s not that we can’t kill them, we just don’t have a complete kill list yet,” Kendrick explained.

“Oh.” Meryn thought about it for a moment. “That makes sense. It’s easier to do them all in one go.”

“I thought I told you no mass murder before the baby was born,” Aiden said, eyeing her.

“And I said, that killing douchebags is therapeutic. You don’t want to hurt our baby, do you?”

“Of course not!”

“Then let me kill people.”

Aiden looked over at Darian and sighed. “You have it easy.”

Darian shook his head. “I’d take murder spree Meryn over Amelia’s explosive emotion hurricanes.”

Amelia gasped. “What?” She then began to sniffle, which turned into sobs.

Meryn gave Darian a flat look. “Dumbass.”

Pip moved over and pulled Amelia close. “You know the guys aren’t best with cuddles and feelings,” he said, in soothing tones.

“I’m trying!” she screeched.

“You poor thing! Has he been bullying you?” Pip demanded.

“Yes,” Amelia admitted in a small voice.

Pip looked up and glared murderously at Darian, causing the King of all the Fae to take a step back. “Meanie Head!”

Amelia snorted, then began to giggle. “Yeah! Meanie Head!”

Darian nearly slumped forward in relief. “I’m sorry baby, you know I didn’t mean it like that. Pip, you’ll have to teach me how to be a better cuddler,” he said kneeling down in front of his mate.

Meryn turned and met Aiden’s eyes. He looked from her to Amelia and back. “Gun or tech gear for future murders?”

She licked her lips, causing his eyes to go black. “Hmmm, surprise me.”

Aiden looked back to Amelia and shuddered. “Anything you say baby.”

Meryn had to smile. There was no way her bear could handle it if she had the high warble of Amelia’s pregnancy hormones.

She thought it over and frowned. “Looks like our vacation is over, babes.”

Aiden scowled. “A vacation is what you do when you leave the house for a break. We do not vacation at our house between traipsing all over the country,” he bellowed.

The queen turned to her. “You’re going to Storm Keep I take it?”