88 - Elara
I’m still stuck in the sideways position Ben left me. The demand that I make it back simply for meals so he can check in on me is simple enough, but he made the threat erotic and I am half tempted to be late just to see what he will do to me.
“Let’s go, you love-struck idiot.” I blink and look around as Dev lifts me up by an arm.
“You know the next problem we are going to have is how many kids will be fighting for the Alpha title.” Jax laughs as he links my other arm. “I’m going to bet six.”
“Unless they have any multiples, then we are probably looking at eight to ten.” Dev supplies and my brain finally reengages. Copyright ©️ 2025 Miss L Writes and Ember Mantel Productions
I pull my arms free and reach for the door that leads down to the cells. “What are the two of you babbling about?”
“Now that you seem to be over your aversion to your hot as f*ck mate, it sounds like the two of you are making up for lost time, that’s all. We have been speculating how many rugrats we can expect in the near future.” Jax jumps back as I swat at him.
“Honestly, it hasn’t been a topic of conversation. We need to figure out what the hell is going on and why Red Fang and Black Claw are targets for witches and rogues.”
“Based on yesterday, Drake is good at talking in circles. You need to play this smart. Jeff is a raving lunatic at this point, but he still may unwillingly give information.” Dev pushes open the door at the base of the stairwell. The air in this hallway is stale with a tang of blood and something else unpleasant.


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