He let himself go, slamming into her once, twice, a third time before releasing his seed deep within her and pressing his face against her neck.
“Mine.”
And she always would be.
Chapter Twenty-Three
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“ISWEAR, IT FEELS LIKEthis is a meeting of the Power Rangers and we're about to combine our powers and call Captain Planet.”
Dominic slapped Romano over the top of his head. “Would you just shut up?”
“I mean, seriously, this getting exhausting. Half the city is either burned or chopped to shit. Because of the battle, we're still trying to rebuild. It's gonna cost millions of dollars to get everything corrected. All the packs are working together with the mages and the Mage Council. There haven’t been this many Kumbaya moments in our fucking history in quite some time. When was the last time we actually felt like real Mafia men?”
Dominic punched Romano in the mouth. “I said shut up.”
“Well, he does have a point.” Arturo shrugged. “We’re operating much differently from the way we used to. Nowadays, people are looking to us to keep them alive and safe. They’re no longer paying us protection dues, but they see us as the only way to keep Encantado from falling into some evil fucking clutches. It feels like I haven't shot my gun in forever. Those were the good ol’ days.”
The other wolves around the table grunted in agreement.
“Well, I can't say you're wrong. The world is changing. Encantado doesn't look like it used to, but that could be for the better. Maybe it is time we operate more smoothly without having to worry about inter-pack wars or district wars when we're going to have enough from the outside,” Adonis added. “You know I'm all about making money. Couldn't be the worst thing in the world to create some kind of group to answer to these roles and pull resources in as much as possible. Fighting Skuld is going to take all of us.”
“Well, I agree. I know I'm the newest one to the group,” Alexi leaned forward and folded his hands on the table, “but I've spent plenty of my life on the run with my rules. It's time the Renegades had a home.”
“Maybe.” Adonis smiled, apparently catching his drift.
“Exactly.”
“Good.”
The two men were confusing, and Carlo wanted it clear. “What are you saying?”
Adonis nodded in acknowledgment. “You are now the King of History, from what I understand, and that might mean you cannot reside in Encantado. Is that true?”
“Yes, but we'll have to deal with that later. For now, I will be in Encantado to help stabilize everything.”
