Page 9 of Truth
Ellis, completely unamused and over the bullshit, broke in, “Where’s the wolf? And the book?”
I bit my lip so hard it bled, trying not to laugh. When I gathered my strength, I answered, “So, about that. There has been a – a new development.”
“New development?” He deadpanned.
“I would love to just tell you, but I think it’s better explained firsthand.”
“Okay?” He questioned; confusion written on his face. But he didn’t say any more as he turned on his heels, following me toward the house. The hike back to the house only took two minutes. When we reached the front door, I raised my hand to knock, before turning the knob and letting myself in.
I searched out the room where I had left the two, um, mates, finding they hadn’t moved much. Lenin turned when we entered, looking at us over his shoulder as he inhaled deeply. “Do you always copulate so loudly? It was very uncomfortable.”
Sterling choked on the air he was breathing, a slight wheeze leaving his mouth when he stopped coughing, while Liberty turned so pink, her skin rivaled any of the hideous decorations she kept back at her apartment. Ellis just stood there, blinking, like he had no clue what the hell was going on in front of him.
“Word of advice, Lenin.” I grinned, my smile reaching from ear to ear. Man, I’m having the time of my life with all of this. Who thought trotting out here in the middle of nowhere was a bad idea? It was the best fucking idea ever. I let my smile fall just a little as I said, “If she isn’t loud, you aren’t doing it right.”
Lenin looked me dead on, “Doing what?” I froze. Did he really not know? “Copulating?”
Sterling burst into laughter, “Who the fuck is this?”
Lenin turned completely, tilted his head curiously. “My name is Lenin. I am a mate.”
Ellis blinked slowly before clearing his throat. “A what?”
Lenin pulled his shirt away from his skin, exposing the mark. “A mate. I do not approve, but the fates tell me I must go.”
Ellis rubbed his temple as Sterling stood there shocked. Finally, Ellis sighed, “Liberty, you do understand that we are not Pokémon cards, right? There is no need to collect all supernatural beings to whip out when you have a fight stewing.”
She looked appalled by his words and so utterly cute, “Me? You think this was me? It was him!” She pointed to Justice. “He’s the one who got handsy.”
“Whoa!” Justice cut in, “I hardly got handsy with anyone. The last time I was handsy you were screaming, I most definitely didn’t hear him scream.”
This was all fucking gold. I couldn’t make this up if I tried. So I added, “He most definitely did some form of screaming. Way less high pitched than Liberty’s though.”
Lenin’s brows pulled together, “I do not remember a scream.”
“There was a scream.” I confirmed.
“Hum.” Lenin looked thoughtful, “I am sorry if my dismay offended you.”
I couldn’t breathe. The hilarity of the situation might actually be my downfall. “Not offended at all.”
Another sigh from Ellis, “So, what are the new plans, then?”
“We are heading home, I suppose. Taking the big guy with us.” I gestured to Lenin, “Then figure it out from there.”
“So this was a dead end?”
“I mean, I found it to be worth it.” Justice gritted his teeth at me. “But essentially, a dead end.”
“I can help.” Lenin added in, as he stirred a concoction that smelled atrocious and looked worse than it smelled. “The fates will tell us what to do. Until then, I am to train o.”
“We don’t even have a kitten.” Sterling pointed out, and well … best. Day. Ever. I’ve not had this much entertainment in literally three decades.
“That would be Liberty.” I informed him.
She leaned into me, her voice a hiss, “You’re enjoying this too damn much.”
I kissed her forehead, “Damn right, I am.”