Total pages in book: 104
Estimated words: 98082 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 490(@200wpm)___ 392(@250wpm)___ 327(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98082 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 490(@200wpm)___ 392(@250wpm)___ 327(@300wpm)
I grin as she wiggles her ass against me and sighs as if she was waiting for my warmth. I kiss the top of her head and inhale her scent. I can’t imagine what my brother and his mate must be going through as their little one has gone missing.
Not able to help myself, I brush Taylor’s hair out of the way and kiss her neck. She moans in her sleep as I cup her breast and pinch her nipple. I suck her soft skin into my mouth.
“Bray,” she whimpers.
“I want you, baby girl. I need you.”
Discord
I’m sitting in the center of my bedroom with my legs crossed as I remain perfectly still. I’m meditating, or at least I’m trying to. Taylor has been quietly reading a book while she lies across the bed.
For the last three days, I’ve been spending time meditating and trying to search for my nephew. It is all our hope that one of us will be able to connect with him. Especially if he takes after one of us. We’d be able to sense the similarities in our powers.
Being able to do that will link us to him and we might be able to find where he might be. How does a baby walk out of a fucking womb? I’m still seething because I know the gods are involved.
Why give us mates to disturb our peace? I grind my teeth and refocus. There’s a jumping of energy I keep catching, but when I reach to follow it, I’m blocked. I’m not sure if it’s Knox or not.
It seems too strong to be a child, but I’m not ignoring anything. It has a trace of us, so I’ve been trying to lock in on it. I catch it again and go to grasp for the connection, but I’m interrupted by a mind link.
“This better be fucking important,” I growl at Raja as he breaks through my meditation.
He is the captain of the genies. I usually don’t hear much from him if it’s not about his reports. They don’t really need much support from us.
Genies have a way of making things happen on their own. They follow the rules, and we leave them alone, so it’s enough to get my attention when their captain mind-links me.
“There is a problem in our community. I need assistance,” the djinn says.
“You motherfucking grant wishes. What the fuck kind of problem could you all possibly have that you can’t handle on your own?”
My temper has been shorter than usual with all the problems that have been brought to my attention. While it’s my job as VP to know everything going on with the supers, it’s never been this hectic. I’ve bitten off a few heads in impatience over the last three days.
“Someone has revealed our existence, and we are being called upon by humans at an alarming rate. I’m sure you understand the kind of problems this is causing. I need to find out who and they must be punished.”
Genies are one of the races who are pure energy. Calling on them en masse can cause ripples in the fabric of the atmosphere of the earth realm. This can cause issues in travel between realms. It could open unwanted portals, or it could mess with the powers of certain others.
This is a fucking problem. All genies know better than to reveal themselves. It’s an even bigger crime to reveal the race as a whole.
Whoever did this is a fucking idiot. They deserve to be locked away in a bottle or lamp for a few centuries to think about what they’ve done. Or worse, to be honest.
“Find them and bring them to me. I will pass judgment,” I snarl.
“Please inform the prez that I will not allow something like this to happen again. We are working to cover the imbalance this is causing in the realm. My apologies, brother.”
“You did the right thing coming to me, brother. We need to stay ahead of this. I’ll talk to Reilly about securing portals and other necessary security measures for now.
“Keep me posted. I’ll let Kendrick know. Do not, under any circumstance, go to him with this. You feel me?”
“I will report directly to you, brother.”
I cut the link and roll my eyes. The genies aren’t the only ones who have been reporting on drama in their community. The mermaids, vampires, and witches have been reporting crazy shit.
These days, I feel like I’m running a day care. I hate taking this bullshit to Kendrick, especially with Knox missing and so much other shit on his plate.
I’ve been teetering on the edge, ready to snap a motherfucker’s neck. Some of this shit could be solved with some common fucking sense. The supers have never come to us this much with straight bullshit.
“Bray.”
I close my eyes and smile. That voice is my calm in the middle of the storm. In the last three days, she’s been the only reason I haven’t collared each and every being that’s crossed my path.