Page 33 of The Baby Hex
“I haven’t really seen you use any magic since we met, though.”
“I don’t make use of magic for most mundane things,” Pierce shook his head. “The more magic one uses the more blood one needs.”
Leaning forward, I buried my face into his chest, trying to sniff out this magic he claimed to hide. Why hadn’t I noticedearlier? The birds knew that I spent enough time looking at him last night. The scent was there coppery and faint. I had to breathe in hard and deep to find it and doing such set me on fire. Every atom inside me reached out to him. I was hard and slick as his scent burnt a path straight to my lungs. I rested my forehead against his chest, right over his heart trying to will away the arousal that threatened to make me forget that I didn’t want to have sex with my mate for the first time in Teal’s bed.
“Do you want me to help you out with that?” Pierce asked, his voice low and quiet in my pointed ear.
“Not here,” I shook my head. “Not in Teal’s bed.”
“There is a shower.”
“I should take one,” I nodded. “Alone. Sorry. I—” I couldn’t finish the sentence and ran off to the attached bathroom on my own. This vampire was going to be my undoing.
Chapter Nineteen
Pierce
I left Crilus to cool himself down and pulled back on my uniform before heading downstairs. The scent of bacon, eggs, and other breakfasty foods wafted up the stairs. The others were already gathered around the table partaking in the meal with the newest addition to Moonglow Cabin- Teddy Moonscale. Son of Fred and Lotus Moonscale and one of the Moonscale dragons who flew off into outer space. Only he hadn’t found his mate out there on the alien planets. His true-mate was the heir of a jaguar pard that only recently started to allow contact with the outside world.
“Good morning,” Preston waved to me.
“Morning,” I smiled and nodded in his direction as I headed toward the freezer to grab a blood smoothie mix. Drinking from the blood pouches always made me feel like a kid with a juice box. Not to mention the pouches were translucent and most non-vampires didn’t want to eat while watching someone empty a literal blood bag. At home I wouldn’t have bothered but now I had more reason than ever to consider how shifters felt about my habits.
Crilus.
His name circled around my thoughts as I ran the blender and tried to keep my fangs from elongating to a length that would draw attention from the others. They chatted about everything under the sun and skirted around the topic of Sharon Claudis.
“How long are you and Crilus going to hang around today?” Mori asked.
He had shot me eye daggers since I walked into the kitchen. He had an overbearing opinion on how quickly Crilus and I should’ve claimed each other.
“I believe we’re going to head to the bar to search out glass shards after breakfast,” I said, transferring the bloodshake from the blender to a tall glass.
“Teddy and I have a few errands to run,” he started but Preston kicked him under the table.
“What?” Mori said, drawing both of his feet up into the chair with him. If it hadn’t been made to hold a dragon’s weight, I’d have worried he’d break it or at the very least topple over backwards.
“I don’t need a babysitter. There are two guards outside. Besides, I have errands too.”
“What errands do you have?” Mori asked his brother.
I sipped my bloodshake, blissfully forgotten about for the moment. The pair were still bickering when Crilus came back downstairs dressed in another long t-shirt and shorts that were barely visible beneath it. His hair was tied back in a low ponytail. He smelled clean but still horny. I took a long swallow of blood drink before his scent managed to wiggle deep into my chest and become impossible to ignore.
“What are they arguing over?” he said, making himself a plate and grabbing a second. “You have to eat something besides blood.”
“Are you planning to put me to work?” I arched a brow at him.
“Yes. In more ways than you know about. What’s up with those two?” he glanced over his shoulder at Preston and Mori. Their foreheads were pressed together silently but it smelled like one might pop the other one upside the head any second now.
“If Preston needs a babysitter or not. We’re the babysitters in question. I already told them we were headed to the bar and stuff.”
“Teddy, what are they arguing about?” Crilus asked Teddy heading towards the table with his plate in hand.
“The underlying argument is about whether or not we should kill Sharon Claudis,” Teddy shrugged.
Crilus opened his mouth and shut it again. I shrugged in his direction and took a bite of bacon. Perfectly crispy.
I’d spoken with the folks at the GGB about Sharon Claudis but she wasn’t in their territory when the events took place. They’d take her in for questioning when she turned up back home but there was a search of our local area the night before that turned up nothing. If Mori could find the window breaker and manage to off her, more power to him. I probably could’ve ended the argument with that information, but no one bothered to ask me. When omegas argued, I kept my nose out of it.
