I nod, feeling relieved once more that he won’t be without backup.
“Then it’s Princess Cassiopeia and me,” Marcel concludes, smiling politely at the princess.
She grins. “Just don’t drag me down. I don’t want to get bitten by your mate because I don’t return you in one piece.”
Her offhand comment makes the others chuckle.
“Are there going to be warriors as backup?” I want to know, finally deciding it’s okay to raise my voice, too.
Jace sighs. “I wish there were. Unfortunately, it would attract way too much attention if a big group approaches the cult base.”
“Dalila,” Elden addresses me now. “When everyone is set, you need to be the one to open the doors and switch off the alarm setting. Can you do that?”
“Absolutely.” I smile confidently.
“Are you sure you don’t need more preparation?” Henry asks. “The plan is to strike tonight.”
“If you need more time,” Marcel agrees. “Then it’s—”
“Oh please,” I roll my eyes, feeling both amused and annoyed. “This is my hood, bitches. How did you think I learned about werewolves? I literally hacked into Emerald Moon’s firewall and watched a bunch of videos. The Apophis cult’s setup isn’t much stronger.”
Elden and Jace exchange an amused look.
“It’s been a while since someone called me bitch.” Jace grins.
Elden raises his brows. “To your face, at least.”
“Of course, you and Alpha Elden were excluded,” I tell them, trying to save the remainder of my dignity.
“I don’t want to be excluded, though,” Jace snorts. “Janice will find this hilarious.”
“Flora, too,” Elden says.
They exchange another amused gaze before Jace clears his throat. “Well then, I believe we are set. I’d advise everyone to prepare individually.”
“Keep in mind that this is a type of mission you cannot truly be prepared for,” Elden adds. “All you can do is play through possibilities, but everything can happen, so the broader your imagination, the better. Get together in your teams and discuss some strategies. Make sure you are aware of who strikes first and who will be backup. Make sure to know how to attack a witch as much as a shifter.”
“The both of us should do that in particular,” Cassiopeia tells Marcel. “We don’t know each other well enough, so let’s go through some fight techniques and discuss some basics.”
Marcel nods. “I’m used to working with new people, so I’m sure we can find something that works for both of us. Also, strategy is my forte.”
“That’s why you are gamma material,” Cassiopeia says.
“I know you won’t want to hear that,” Elden says before he dismisses us. “But you are up against a cult protected by a deity. Body strength won’t be your problem. Rather, try to strengthen your mind. Meditate, be concentrated and focused.”
Henry and Tony exchange a look and nod at each other. Then, everyone disperses. They all decide to grab something to eat swiftly before returning to their partners. Tony stays back a bit, his hand around mine. “I’m not going to have much time until Henry and I need to sit together and go through our strategy,” he says. “But I wanted to spend at least half an hour with you.”
My heart warms at his words, and I grab his hand and pull him along. “Come.”
“Where are you taking me?” He grins.
I flash him an innocent smile and tug him along. Good thing I already lost my way here at least ten times, or I wouldn’t have found this place… In the basement, there is a storage room, and I usher Tony inside, closing the door behind us. “What are you planning?” he asks curiously.
“Shh.” I make, fiddling with his belt and pants before pushing them down in one go. I kneel down in front of him, noting how his eyes widen as realization settles in.
“Fuck,” he curses.
“Do try not to be too loud.” I smirk before licking at his shaft. I get down to business without further warning, licking and kissing the tip of his cock first before licking down his shaft. My fingers wrap tightly around it, pumping his dick while I pay attention to its tip. It’s the third time ever that I’m blowing someone, and I’m definitely no pro, but Tony seems to be more than content with my efforts. He tries to silence his moans and groans, his fingers in my hair tightening. I let him set the pace for a moment, allowing him to push his hips forward and into my mouth. Something about being at his mercy like that is incredibly hot. I look up at him, noticing how his eyes are darker, and a growl leaves his lips. It makes me double my efforts. Stopping his hips from moving, I try to gain control again, my fingers playing with his balls while I swallow his cock until it almost hits the end of my throat. Tightening my lips, I hollow my cheeks.