Page 78 of Nita's Redemption

“It’s settled then,” Bakra said.

Abe thought the demoness would call the women to the center of the room, but as he’d come to realize, Bakra and the others were unpredictable in the best way. In seconds, twelve females disappeared. Startled male grunts and exclamations were heard in a cacophony of overwhelming anger.

“That’s enough. Bakra will return and take another round out of here. What’s the problem?” he growled, stopping the flood of male aggression.

“Why did she just zap them out of here?” Hurricane asked, looking at his sister and other females in his pack.

“She took the females who were either pregnant or had young at home. I don’t want to say she took the weakest that were here, but she took who she felt needed to be taken first.” Abe looked to Tank and Nita, then his twin Link, seeing they agreed with him.

Bakra flashed in the center of the room, sitting cross-legged on one of the pool tables. “Aw, I should’ve told you I was taking your females. I’m not used to hand holding males and explaining myself. So, there you go; that’s what’s happening. Next round, less goo,” she cheered, grinning from ear-to-ear.

This time, when the remaining women disappeared, there wasn’t any grumbling. The only females left were Nita and Honor.

“I guess she left the two of them because they’re alpha related.” The mutter came from a male in the back. Abe leaned around Nita, already knowing who the fool was by his voice.

“Bub, you got something to say?” Abe spoke clear and concise, unwilling to let any dissent start within their pack.

“Just wondering why all the other females were zapped away but those two is all.” Bub was a wiry male. You’d be a fool to think he wasn’t able to handle himself in human or wolf form.

Bakra relaxed her legs, rocked backward onto her shoulders before she kicked up and landed on her feet. Abe’s lips twitched, knowing she had zero clue that nearly every single male was drooling over her. She wore a pair of jeans that sculpted to her thighs down to her ankles with rips and holes in the front. He wasn’t a fashion guy, but he’d seen other people wearing similar denim, but the only female he’d truly paid attention to when she’d worn anything resembling such was his Nita. At the time, he’d wanted to place a trash bag over her to prevent the males of his pack from seeing her flesh the strategic rips exposed. Bakra also wore what Nita and the other females called hooker heals, or red bottoms, which meant they cost way too much money. They were black leather and had some spikes on the back that were silver, and if he didn’t miss his guess, he’d say were custom and would kill a human or other being if she were to kick them just right. She wore a red leather jacket that was cropped above her bellybutton with a black sports bra underneath. All in all, she was covered but that enticed the wolves in the room. Mainly because she probably just snapped her fingers and clothing appeared, clothes that were comfortable and matched, nothing she planned to seduce a male in.

“You checking my bestie out?” Nita looked over her shoulder at Abe, giving him a mock glare.

He ran his hands down her sides, feeling her shiver at his touch. “I would never look at another female with want, ever. I can look and appreciate a beautiful female, but you can trust and believe I will only ever want you for the rest of my life. My cock doesn’t even stir unless it knows it will be finding a home within your body.”

Abe pressed his pelvis forward, showing her what he meant as his jeans became a little tighter while she stood there pressing her rounded ass into him.

“You keep that up and I’ll have you bent over one of the tables and my cock inside your tight little pussy before you can count to five,” Abe warned.

“Wow, that long? You should work on your speed,” she joked, jumping away from his arms. “Kidding.” She laughed, spinning to face him.

Abe pulled her back into his arms. This time, he had her front facing him. Both sides were divine when they were nestled together. “Mmm, I thought you liked it slow and hard, long and fast, and everything in-between?”

Not to be outdone, their female stood on her toes, nibbling her way up his throat to his ear. “Hmm, that sounds amazing. When can we try it?” she asked in a husky whisper.

Fuck, he was playing Russian Roulette and losing, or winning if he could get Bakra to flash the four of them away.

“Alrighty then. Looks like I have another trippidy doo, and then I can come back for you guys.” Bakra waved toward the group of males that included Bub and several others who were giving off an aggressive vibe.

“Hey, B, can you take Hayze and Link with you this time?” He pressed the thoughts of what he felt into his twin and Tank’s minds, hoping Tank would share with Hurricane so that Hayze didn’t balk at leaving his alpha.

“Not a problem, I’ll leave Honor and Jewel here. Not that you two females are the same size as those two males.” Bakra gave and exaggerated wink. Her mouth went wide while she closed her right eye, and her jaw did this weird shift. It was odd but fitting for her.

A rumble from Bub warned that the male was not settled.

“You got a problem, Bub?” Tank moved away from Abe and the others, taking a couple steps toward the group near the other male. There were six plus Bub, but the more agitated Bub got, the more the others fed off his anger.

Bakra held up her hand closest to him, striding with confidence over to Bub and the others. “Hmm, what do we have going on here?”

Abe placed Nita next to him in case he had to wade into battle with Tank and the others. Of course Bakra snapped her fingers inches in front of Bub, his entire body shook like he was freezing. He gasped and clutched at his chest.

“What the hell just happened?” he asked.

Bakra patted his chest and moved on to the next male doing the same thing, snapping her fingers, and waiting for him to shake shit off. The same thing was done to each male without an explanation until all were back to their normal selves.

“Okay, no time for explanations. You all were easily influenced, so I need to get you back to the protected territory. Your alpha has been informed of the situation and will fill you in once I drop you off there. Less goo.” Bakra twirled her finger in the air, and like a magician she made herself and the males disappear.

Abe let out a gust of air he hadn’t been aware he’d held. “Fuck, that was close. Anyone else feel weird or smell something like swamp ass?”

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