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“Losing your touch?” I ask, wincing when I try to roll my shoulder.
“No. I don’t know why it’s not working. Maybe it’s because of their bite or something. Fuck. That’s not good.”
“As if we need more problems in our way,” I
groan, shaking my head. Can just one thing go right?
“Here,” Gage says, tossing me his long-sleeved shirt.
With my good hand, I catch it midair, and can’t stifle the grin that follows.
“What am I supposed to do with this? Look like Winnie Fucking Pooh with just a shirt and no pants?” I ask, laughing incredulously. “I’ll pass.”
“Just wave your hand and put some clothes on him. Drackus does it to people all the time,” Zee points out.
“Hell no,” I say while shaking my head. “The last time he used magic to clothe me, I ended up in a man thong and cowboy boots. If you ask me, he’s got a fetish.”
“It’s not working right now anyway. Been trying,” Gage grumbles. “Sometimes it works. Sometimes it doesn’t. I’m not exactly good with those spells, considering I’ve never been too worried about them in the past. They take a lot of practice, and it’s a waste of time. Besides, Thad’s energy has always thrown my magic off whack.”
My tattered clothes swirl in the air, but instead of mending, they turn into a fucking man thong and cowboy boots before dropping back to the ground. Freak.
“See?” Gage gripes. “It’s something about his changer side and gatekeeper side mixing. It’s probably why he’s so resilient against magic. He’s taken deadly shots numerous times and lived to tell about it. My magic works just fine on anyone else, including Kimber.”
Zee snickers as Gage rolls his eyes and tells me, “Tie the shirt around your waist to cover your junk. I don’t want to see that shit.”
My gaze shifts to Kimber, who has been working really damn hard not to laugh this entire time. “He’s just afraid you’ll see how much bigger shifters are and realize you’re wasting your time with him.”
I eye my cock as though I’m punctuating my point, and she laughs as Gage mutters something about magical castration. That’s not cool.
Good thing his damn magic is out of whack on me.
“Now that we’ve moved on to cock jokes,” Dray interrupts, annoyed, “I think this conversation is pointless. I’ll get back to Alyssa and Kane to tell them what we’ve found. Maybe Drackus has some intel that could help us out.”
He disappears in a smoky haze, and I walk naked toward the edge of the woods.
Ella walks up beside me, warily watching over her shoulder, on alert since she was nearly taken by surprise.
“It makes me wonder what else we’ve released,” she says quietly. “This is a little harder for me to shake off than it is for you. I’ve never been attacked before like that. I’ve always been aware when there was a threat.”
Hell, I spent the better part of my life fending off worse attacks than that. It barely registers on the oh-shit-meter.
“We didn’t have time to investigate each cell,” I remind her, but then curiosity strikes. “Why did the masked crusader act like he knew you?”
She shrugs. “I don’t know. His voice… There was something about it. But I don’t know.”
She’s not making any sense now, apparently lost in thought.
“Use a portal or something to get back to your house,” Gage groans. “You can’t walk around naked.”
I’m not going to tell him that I suck with those portals that Kimber seems to use so effortlessly. The last time I tried, I ended up running from motherfucking pixies because I landed in the wrong plane.
I don’t feel like fucking with pixies right now.
I turn around, walking backwards so he gets the full view of my front. “You really do sound envious.”
He flips me off even as Kimber laughs and soothes his ego with a kiss. “Thad, I hate to tell you this,” Kimber drawls, “but Gage has nothing to worry about. All immortals are well built.”
I laugh ridiculously hard while turning back around as Gage growls. She forgets he hates knowing he’s not the only immortal she’s been with.
