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It really is quite the beautiful ecosystem.
Monsters looking out for monsters.
“Aline?” a deep voice calls through the closed door. “I need someone in upper management.”
“I’m coming.” Ali disentangles herself from Atlas and heads to the door. “Don’t leave that there for anyone to see.” She gestures to Kash’s shell.
“I’ve got you, kitten.” I wink as the kraken scoffs.
Once the door closes, I lift Kash with my shadows and place him on the couch.
“Not much creeps me out, but that’s fucking disturbing,” Atlas deadpans.
I snort, settling myself back into Kash’s body. I hope that fucker is enjoying the void of nothingness that comes from being absorbed by a reaper.
“It seems like we need to have a conversation.” I point at Ali’s husbands to let them know they’re the ones in the hot seat. “I have one word for you. Groveling.”
Atlas chuckles.
“What?” The kraken scoffs. “She ran from us.”
“Now, there’s your first problem. If you can’t admit where you fucked up, then you’ve got no hope,” Atlas says.
“Exactly,” I agree, nodding.
“That’s so fucking weird.” Silence takes a step back, followed quickly by another.
“We’re all on the same team here, gentlemen—”
“Speak for yourself,” Atlas growls, cutting me off.
“They’re her fated mates. She’ll never be as satisfied, or feel as complete in life, as she will be with them at her side.” I study Kash’s nails, looking for any of the subtle signs of decay. There are none, which is good, since I’ve only been in this vessel a day.
“He’s right, and you know it,” Hex says.
“That’s only true if the two of you are worth keeping around. Otherwise, she’ll adjust.” Atlas crosses his arms over his chest, glaring at the kraken.
“We’ve loved her for longer than you’ve known she exists,” Silence snaps.
“I don’t know,” I muse. “I tend to treat those I love with the utmost care and respect.” Granted, the list starts and ends with one, but they don’t need to know that.
“We were in an impossible situation,” Silence says coolly. He goes on to recount a bit about the specifics of their wedding day. “The queen didn’t want us to breathe a word to Ali. We respected that, but she has always and will always be our first priority.”
“Words are cheap.” I shrug. “I spent years rescuing her from her nightmares. Nightmares, I might add, that the two of you played a large part in. The orc is practically an undocumented serial killer. If you want to fit in, in this harem, then you’re going to have to put in the work. No one wants a lazy packmate.” I direct the last line to Atlas, who snorts.
We still haven’t been formally introduced, but I feel like we have an unspoken agreement.
My clustermates have been cleaning up his rampages for ages. I think that means we’ve got a kind of unarticulated bond going on, right? Yes, I’m sure of it.
I need at least one friend until Wraith and Knight make it back into the human realm.
At this point, there’s a line drawn in the proverbial sand.
It’s two against two—her soulmates versus her chosen mates.
Ali pops back into her office, grimacing when she catches sight of me. “Okay, I need all of you out.”
Atlas pushes his almost eight-foot-tall frame off the couch and swaggers over to the darling fae.
