Moonscale London
Sitting in between Teal and Morvan wasn’t something I did a lot these days. Hell, I was barely away from my baby and mate these days, but I didn’t want them anywhere near where Sharon Claudis might show her evil fluffy ass. Teal didn’t come to our side of the pond nearly as often these days. He had a mate, kids, and of course his brothers’ kids too. I missed him some days but others it felt as if Teal, Cobalt, and Indigo were from a different life. He set Pierce off a bit here and there because everyone assumed I wanted him forever at some point. That wasn’t the case. Sure, I adored him, but I adored a lot of people. Teal was just the one guy I thought I could put up with forever and who my family’s bullshit wouldn’t rip asunder. Then I met Pierce, and everything changed. My mate was the one guy I couldn’t live forever without. The difference was night and day and made me appreciate so much about the relationships I’d seen growing up.
Either way, Morvan called and invited Teal to join us on our stakeout, and he showed up. I didn’t mind the extra eyes, magic, and muscle that came with him. Sharon Claudis had been on my shit list since the night she blew out the windows of my bar. Now, I had Baby Hex and this bitch needed to be put down before she was a danger to my little, sweet girl. This morning on the drive into town she rambled on in the backseat making all her cute little baby noises and I just knew she was close to saying da-da. Sure, do-da wasn’t that close but it was close enough for me. She was tiny. Her little mouth probably couldn’t form two das in a row.
“How are the triplets?” Morvan asked Teal, breaking the silence.
“It’s like looking back in time but one of us has been turned into a girl,” Teal laughed.
I sniffed the air, scenting a bear, but whatever I smelled was omega and male. My heart skipped a beat. Was it Preston?
“Of course, it’s not,”my crow cawed into my thoughts.“If it was Preston, we’d smell Preston and not just an omega bear guy.”
The feathered bird brain was right, but I was on edge. Preston and Baby Andy were on their way back home, safe and sound with Mori, Pierce, and Baby Hex. Pierce would never let anything happen to any of them. I knew that but I’d feel better once my family was back within my line of sight.
“Six o’clock,” Teal said, and my brain went straight to the time. There was no way it was six o’clock already.
By the time I glanced in the direction of six o’clock without moving my head, all I saw was the back of a woman sitting at a table and staring down a yoga studio. The owner was a friend of Morvan and Teal’s from the warehouse. If Sharon stormed the place she was in for a rude awakening. Of course, her showing up here, proved that Sharon Claudis was using Annila to listen in on Nic’s house. I hoped that Alvis and the others managed to find a way around that.
“Too bad Patrica isn’t here with her knives,” Morvan said, his words sounding as sour as ever.
“Mor,” Teal sighed. “I thought you were back on good terms.”
Patrica had put Morvan’s brother who planned to kill him via hitman out of everyone’s misery, but Morvan hadn’t fully forgiven her yet. Though, he was right. I wouldn’t mind seeing the tiny lynx woman put a throwing knife through the back of the shebear’s head.
“Are we going in or what?” Teal asked a second later.
“Not here,” I shook my head. “Too many people for her to take hostage or harm.”
“So, we just let her walk?” Teal asked.
He’d never been able to live with himself when he let a bad guy walk. With magic users like Sharon, you had to choose your battles so that you stayed alive long enough to see their demise. Raising her ire while surrounded by patrons of an outdoor café was a good way to ensure the whole city block went up in smoke or at least in chaos.
I didn’t take my eyes off her. Was she solid? Was this just another astral projection trick like she pulled on Nic and Beal last night? Too bad their damn cat wasn’t here to tell me. Hell, even the murder dog that lived with Teal and his family would’ve came in handy.
A blur of motion flashed through the café. A bear lunged at Sharon, but her big fist smacked him down with enough magical umph that he pounced but he went straight back at her again. Sharon punched him and he flew across the restaurant, snarling and growling.
“OH, hell, fucking no, lady!” A dragoness knocked over the tiny table in front of her as she stood up.
“Is that that GGB witch bitch that’s wanted?” someone asked from the other side of the seating area.
“Fuck,” Teal swore under his breath.
The dragoness swiped at Sharon muttering about how she didn’t get to come to London and treat omegas like that. The second time the dragoness swung, she didn’t miss. Her ring garbed fist collided with the side of the shebear’s head and she caught air as she fell backwards disappearing seconds before she hit the floor. Everyone scattered in various states of panic, knocking over drinks, plates, and chairs as they sprinted away. When the dust settled it was me and the guys, the dragoness, anda man I vaguely recognized because he always waved if he drove by someone without the flashing lights on his ambulance on.
The dragoness beat me to him and squatted down next to him, touching his bruised face and checking his pupils. Maybe we’d luck out and she was a doctor. Teal was in fact a doctor but he’d be memorable if he got involved. So memorable in fact that I told both him and Morvan to stay where they were while I sprinted over with my phone out ready to call for emergency services. Someone had to report the Sharon Claudis sighting anyway. I glanced over my shoulder and Teal was already on the phone.
“Probably calling his grandparents,”my wolf muttered under his breath.
“Was that who I think it was?” the dragoness asked me.
“I think it was Sharon Claudis,” I nodded, squatting down on the bear’s other side.
“Is your friend calling for the medics?” she asked, looking at me with big green eyes.
“I think so,” I nodded.
“No,” the bear shook his head and immediately turned his face toward the dragoness’s black high heels and barfed. She stepped out of the way just in time. “No, medics,” he managed to say. “They ---”