Page 61 of Wild in Spirit

Isaiah’s face looked panicked. “I’m getting used to all the new parts, and…I’m sensitive, man. No touching. Keep your hands and dick away from my new body. I’m under strict orders. No fucking. Can’t ruin her reputation.”

Bailey grinned gleefully as she slid onto a stool across from him, so close he could almost touch her. “Actually, I’m pretty sure the exception was anyone who knew already. So…Keoni, Zhair, Gio, Travis, basically anyone here…I’m betting they’d all love to help you feel like a woman.”

This time, four heads snapped to her, speechless. The first to croak out a response was Keoni. “I was joking. No way am I fucking Isaiah, not even in your body. Too weird for me. Maybe Travis would be willing.”

“I couldn’t even with the real Bai—she’s scary. I’d be afraid she would cut my shit off because I annoyed her.” Travis shook his head hard, backing up, hands in the air.

“I’m out too. I’d never be able to look Isaiah in the eye again. No offense, Bai, but I don’t think I could get it up.” Zhair glanced nervously between the two Baileys, and between the sudden tenseness of the room, and Bailey laughing so hard, the situation was seriously funny.

“Hey sweetheart, I’m down for anything. I’ll give you the full Monty if that’s what you need. Anything for you, Isaiah.” Gio punctuated his teasing by blowing him a kiss, and Nassau smirked at that.

It was almost noon now, and when Axel walked through the door, they were having Isaiah strut around, practicing his walk in heels, and perfecting how he swayed his hips. Everyone else froze, but Axel barely spared Isaiah a glance, instead focusing on Bailey, who was relaxing on the stool next to him, watching all their shenanigans.

“Everything is set up with Aisling. We will both have four warriors stake out every mate tour location, following the primary group wherever they go. Isaiah just needs to act like you enough to fool your stalker. I don’t anticipate this mission taking long. Considering how he was acting before, we think he is desperate, and he might act immediately.”

“Or he will watch for one weekend and act the next one.”

“Exactly.” Axel considered Isaiah carefully. “Isaiah, as usual, I am not real confident in you. No fooling around. Stay focused on the goal. You are not there to have fun. You are there to emulate Bailey. If I didn’t think that was the quickest option at this point, this wouldn’t be happening. Don’t make me come on this tour myself. No bullshit from you. Understand?”

“Yes, Alpha.” Isaiah was always nervous around Axel, but in this body, he looked more out of place than ever. Bailey was always sure of herself, and even in the face of the Tuisa Alpha, she didn’t back down.

“And Keoni? Behave yourself. No going off and doing whatever you want. Stick with him and make sure he is acting like Bailey. No exceptions.” Then he addressed Travis and Gio, making sure they squirmed under his glare. “I assume you two have received your own orders from your Beta?”

“Yes, sir.”

He paused, taking the moment to assess Isaiah, then looked over at Cassandra. “You did good. You think this will work?”

“Depends on his actions. Doesn’t seem to understand women at all. Going to be hard to act like one.”

“Can you give him some kind of protection spell for when the stalker tries to take him?”

“Not without changing his aura and new scent. That will throw it off, possibly alert the stalker.”

“Then he’s on his own. So, everyone needs to pay constant attention because the stalker is clearly using some type of magic.”

“I can handle one guy. I’m not worried.”

“Maybe in your own body. But he’s an Alpha, and he has magic. Don’t underestimate him.”

“I’ll go with them and stay with Isaiah. He’s going to need me.”

The whole room went silent at Cassandra’s offer. She rarely left the Rathlin Coven boundaries, focused on keeping her witches safe. And she definitely never offered to help wolves, alliance or not.

“Bailey falls under my protection, as do all of you. We are allies, aren’t we? This makes the most sense. I’ll make sure he acts right, more like a woman, and keep him safe at the same time. This way, the stalker won’t be scared away by being surrounded by men all the time. And Isaiah might learn something from me.”

Thoughts and comments erupted around the room, and he noticed the slight smile coming from his Bailey. But it was the strange look on Isaiah’s face as he stared at Cassandra, a mix of fear and interest, that was curiously off for their friend.

“Then it’s decided. Cassandra will make sure you act right. I trust her more than I trust any of you. Permission to punish any of them as needed, Cassandra. Otherwise, these boys tend not to listen. Now, get on the road. Dismissed.”

Axel headed upstairs, and chaos erupted. The room filled with excitement as they all started grabbing suitcases and heading to the SUV. The other vehicle, with the accompanying support warriors, was already waiting, and Bailey and Lana followed them all out. Cassandra watched silently from the porch, and Isaiah opened the car door dramatically, gesturing for Cassandra to enter.

“My beautiful escort. You can sit next to me, maybe we can get to know each other a little more, considering. Do we need to take you home so you can pack first?”

Smirking, she stomped down the stairs, the heel of her boot thudding on the steps. She didn’t answer, only lifting her hand, black mist billowing out in front of her, and a sleek, black-on-black motorcycle appeared. She didn’t waste any time climbing on, revving the engine, tying her hair in a long, loose braid, andyanking on the blacked-out helmet. She pulled out ahead of all of them, dust flying behind her as they all pulled off.

“He’s gonna fuck this up.”

Lana’s nonchalant comment was spot on. Nassau knew Isaiah much better than Bailey did, and while her idea was good in theory, it was not going to work. Isaiah was too immature for this. He didn’t say anything, but Bailey knew what he was thinking.

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