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Olivia entered the room, sat down in one of the plastic chairs, and put her feet up on the table. “You want to unload me here so you can go off and argue over me. Well, forget it. I’m part of this, I know what happened in there. It's stupid, and should not be happening right now, but you're both my mates.”

It was interesting watching the way both pairs of eyebrows flew up into their respective hairlines. They entered the room and shut the door behind them.

Olivia continued, “But I’m here to catch this killer, and I’m going to follow Jack’s orders and not let this situation be a distraction. So, we have one week, and you don’t get to go off and argue and waste precious seconds that should be used to training me."

Both men gaped at her. "You could tell?" Mike said, his voice flat and dead.

Chase, on the other hand, glared at the other man. "I fucking knew it. Iknewit. You've got eyes for my mate."

“No,” she hissed, pointing a finger at one and then the other. “You are not about to devolve into some shit like that and ruin this for me. I don't care if you're my mate, if it’s one of you or both of you or the whole damn task force. I'll walk right back into Jack’s office and tell him to find me someone else to work with, because, fun fact, I’m essential to this operation. I can’t be replaced, but you both can.”

Both men were speechless.

And Olivia felt powerful as fuck.

She kinda liked it. It went right to her head in the best possible way.

They both continued staring at her as though they were trying to figure out what just happened, how a civilian had gained control over them. It was enough to make Olivia smile. Just a little bit. And mostly for herself.

“Now, would you like to accept me as a team member, and show me to the war room where you can fill me in on the case? I’m going to need to start working on my strategy, and I can’t do that without taking in all the information you have."

She stood and pushed past them to leave the room.

Damn, it felt good to be in charge.

ChapterThree

For Chase, finding his mate was supposed to be the best day of his life. From when he was a kid, his mother and father and every mated adult he'd ever known had told him he would be blown away when it came.

It would knock him off his feet, make him see stars, and then leave him begging and slobbering for more.

That much had been true. However, he hadn’t imagined or prepared himself for learning that he was going to have to share the woman he was meant to spend his life with.

Add on top of that getting chewed out by her, and Chase wasn't having a great day.

At least Olivia showed that she understood the situation. She was clearly not pleased about the way Chase and Mike continued to growl at each other, but she knew exactly where she was and what she was in the middle of.

That was enough to remind Chase that he was a professional, and despite wanting to do very unprofessional things to Olivia, and violent things to Mike, his dick was no longer allowed to do the thinking here.

At least, not until he could get Olivia all to himself and experience what her thighs felt like around his waist.

How tight was her grip? He knew what they said about tentacles….

Like Chase, Olivia was new to the Aquaterrestrial Task Force. Unlike him, she was untrained, not an agent, but a civilian, and she was going to be used as bait to flush out a killer. It was a risky mission.

Chase was on loan from his main team at the AILE. A harpy shifter, he wasn’t a water shifter like the rest of the Aquaterrestrial Task Force members, but he was damn good at his comms job, so he was sent down to help. When he’d first met Mike, he thought they’d get on just fine. Now Chase thought that fate had a really sick sense of humor, bringing them all together like this.

Mike nodded at him, a motion that suggested a tentative truce.

Prick.Chase should have been the one doing the silent nodding here.

But he couldn't fight with Mike. They had a job to do. Somebody, a kraken just like his new mate, was out there tearing up young women and teen boys in the water. Chase was going to do his job, do it well, and not think about the fact that he couldn't be underwater with Olivia the way Mike could be.

Or the way they would have a chance to bond down there. Just the two of them.

But this was stupid. He shouldn't be worried about Olivia picking favorites.

Because he was most definitely the favorite.

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