I checked my legs for my knives. It was a habit, one that had the corner of Lorcan’s mouth lifting beside me. Because yeah, I’d done this about seven times since we’d arrived. But I wanted to make sure I had all my toys.
He only had a hatchet on him, something he was bringing to deal with overgrown greenery. He’d be using his telekinesis as his primary weapon.
Maybe his fangs and claws, too.
The objective was to kill Fare and anyone who got in our way.
“From what I’ve gathered, Fare is Sector Alpha. But he doesn’t have a lot of loyalists,” Enrique had told us upon our arrival. He hadn’t joined us for the mission, something about having other priorities he needed to deal with on Venom Island.
His scent had told me thoseprioritiesmight have something to do with a pregnant Omega mate.
Alpha Ander hadn’t joined us for similar reasons. He’d sent his brother Sven along instead. The burly blond Alpha had taken one look at Kieran and sighed, “You again.”
Lorcan’s amusement had fluttered through my mind even while he’d remained outwardly stoic.
What’s his deal?I’d asked.
Not my story to tell,he’d replied.
But I’d caught bits and pieces from his mind.
It seemed Kieran had offered to help avenge Sven’s mate while in Bariloche Sector. But he was ratherflirtatiousby Sven’s standards, making him dislike Kieran on sight.
Jonas, the X-Clan Alpha with Sven, appeared to have similar feelings. He’d straight up glowered at Kieran when we’d met up on the coast of Venom Island.
“How’s my darling Riley?” Kieran had asked the Alpha.
“Fuck off,” Jonas had snapped back at him.
“That good, yeah?” Kieran had drawled. “Hmm. Perhaps I’ll pay her a visit soon. Compare notes.”
Jonas had growled.
Lorcan and Cillian hadn’t reacted at all, neither of them thinking of the other Alpha as a threat. But I’d again heard a thread of amusement in Lorcan’s mind.
My cousin is very good at making friends,he’d told me, his sarcasm evident.
I see that,I’d replied.
“Shall we?” Kieran had said to the X-Clan Alphas.
“I thought you’d never ask,” the third and final member of the X-Clan Alpha party had said. His name was Kazek, the Alpha of Winter Sector.
Of all the visiting Alphas before us, he was the one Lorcan identified as our biggest threat.
I was the only Omega. But none of the Alphas had questioned my presence here. If anything, they seemed to respect it.
Six of us crouched on the jet now while Sven piloted from the cockpit. “Next time we do this, I want a stealth jet as payment,” Sven had said when Lorcan went over the controls with him.
“Next time?” Kieran had prompted.
Kazek had grinned, confirming Lorcan’s assessment of him. “Should we invite them along to Copenhagen next time?”
“Drop them in the middle of a nest?” Sven had asked. “Yeah, I’d enjoy that.”
Cillian and Lorcan had snorted. Kieran had just looked mildly intrigued.
However, all signs of amusement were gone as we surveyed Outcast Island now.
