Chapter 107
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Ransom
107: 107.
Ransom Aria
“Fuck,” someone mutters.
Double fuck, my wolf agrees.
The assembly is handing the Hunters everything they need to eradicate the shifter species.
I wonder what their true plans are.
I second my wolf.
The assembly has to be planning something equally manipulative.
Aldren’s hate for humans runs too deep to be tempered.
“So they are using magic to create weapons?” Liam ventures a gaze fixed on Hazel.
What the hell is wrong with him?
He’s been acting strange for a few days now.
Did something happen between Hazel and him?
“They created several of them. They needed to. Neither wolves nor humans could hold the magic otherwise, so they made the weapons into a sort of conduit,” Hazel notes.
“What kind of effects should we look out for?” Ronan asks.
The lines of his face are tight, troubled.
Our bond is electric with the concerns of my mates.
“There are poisonous arrows, blades that could freeze your limbs, and if the cut is big enough, it will, in case it is in ice, there are also sound bombs.” Ransom added, and seeing the confused-looking faces, he clarified, “Small cylinders that can be thrown, and when they make contact with the ground, they split open and emit a high-pitched sound that attacks shifter hearing, and causes bleeding, and disorientation.”
“Is this all they have?” Ben asks, apparently rethinking Hazel and Ransom’s value.
“No. But if we gave you a play-by-play, we’d be here all night, and I’m sure this isn’t all you need to do all night,” Ransom.
“I would have no problem spending all night with you,” Elliot says.
I almost choke on my water.
Holy shit, he’s serious.
I thought he was just messing with Ransom at first, but Elliot isn’t.
I look around the table, and it looks like everyone else knows how serious he is.
Ransom ignores him.
Hazel takes over.
“What Ransom is trying to say is that you should probably spend these quiet hours where everyone is regrouping to prioritize getting your pack.” At the shocked and suspicious looks of people around the table, she shrugs.
“It is not a difficult guess. The Assembly and Hunters will be doing the same, which means less chance of an attack.”
Barric consents to that with a slight tilt of his head.
“She makes a point. It’s best if the non-fighters and children have as smooth a transition as possible.”
The Alphas agree, and Ronan dismisses the meeting.
Everyone exits the room, well, everyone except for Theo, Liam, and Elliot, who are in some sort of heated discussion.
I lean over to Hazel.
“What’s up with Ransom and Elliot?”
She scrunches up her face.
“Wolf shit, I guess.
He definitely wants to fuck him, though.”
“I can hear you,” Ransom says.
“I wasn’t exactly whispering,” Hazel chuckles.
My eyebrow shoots up.
“Would you… fuck him?”
I didn’t get a gay vibe from Ransom, but you never know.
There’s a whole spectrum out there.
“Are you asking if I’m gay, Sparks?” Amusement lights his eyes as he leads us out of the room.
We start making our way to the main corridor.
“Sure, if that gets me the truth,” I say.
It’s odd how having Hazel around has managed to bring a parallel sense of normalcy.
Even Ransom has seamlessly slipped into our duo.
“I’m an equal opportunity lover.
Genitals mean nothing to me; they’re all fun.”
“He’s your average community cock,” Hazel says, patting him on the shoulder.
“Bitch,” Ransom says without missing a beat.
“Slut,” Hazel calls back.
Footsteps sound behind us.
“Let me know when you find your gag reflex,” Ransom retorts.
“Ransom!” Hazel admonishes with a flushed cheek.
Then her eyes lock onto something behind us.
I follow her gaze even though I know who’s behind us.
Liam is watching her like he’s afraid she’ll run, but wishes that she would do it at the same time.
He wants the female, my wolf says.
Before I can respond, Theo wraps his arms around my waist and nips my earlobe.
“Eyes forward.”
I frown at him, but he shoots me a ‘not now’ look.
“Felix wants to see you remember.”
Actually, I forgot.
“Yeah, I remember.” I look back at Hazel and Ransom.
“I’ll meet you guys for dinner in the mess hall.”
“Sure,” Hazel says with a tight smile.
Liam is much closer to her now, his body between her and Ransom like he’s caging her off.
My wolf snorts.
I told you he wants her.
Gross.
That is not something I need in my head.
Suddenly, I’m thrown back into my brother’s shoes when he has to watch four of his friends mate me.
Fucking Karma.
She’s such a moody bitch.
When we’re far enough away, I say, “Are you going to tell me why Liam is all up in Hazel’s grill?”
“Can’t, sorry,” Theo says flatly.
I nudge him.
“You don’t sound sorry.”
“There are certain things friends have to keep between themselves.”
“I thought there were no secrets from mates.”
Theo steers me into the training arena.“There aren’t. But I can’t promise you your brothers.”
He presses his mouth to mine, cutting off my reply with his hot, firm mouth.
I moan into the kiss, my mind going hazy from the efficient, methodical way he deconstructs my senses.
I blink up at him when he pulls away.
“You’re not playing fair.”
“It’s the only way to play,” He turns me and slaps my ass.
“Get in there before you get in trouble with Felix.”
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