Page 38 of Syndicate Mayhem


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I had thought it would be good to get a more aerial view of the land, while the trees were plenty, they were thin, making it easier to catch my fast, fierce girl. At least that's what I thought.

I couldn't see her anywhere.

It was an overly large area we blocked off, not wanting someone to just stumble upon our game. With how Rayla, Lex, and Ax were “punch now, ask later” kind of people, it would just be better for everyone if we had a wide berth from civilization.

I regret that now.

After searching and not finding much, I decided to land and go on foot. Give my wings a break. Keep them ready for when I would really need them.

As soon as my foot touched the ground, a big, burly wolf jumped out, its snapping jaws coming at me. I pointed my finger at it. “Don't fucking snap at me, Ax. That's a fast way for you to get a swat on the nose. We all know how much you love that!”

It probably wasn't the smartest move to chastise him in wolf form, but his wolf needed to know that we were not chew toys. Last time his wolf came out, he peed on Falcon and snapped at me every time I got close to Rayla. I was this close to wanting to push a family vote to see if we should just muzzle the damn thing.

A rumble of a growl came out before he jumped forward, planning to knock me onto the ground, but I darted to the side just in time. The golden red, overly large wolf slammed into a tree. The cracking sound was so loud I was surprised it didn't fall over.

I looked down to see my new custom pair of designer sneakers had scuffs on them. Fucking damn it, Ax! I pointed at my shoes, knowing that even if his wolf was out, I knew Ax was in there and could hear me. “You owe me a new pair, by the way.”

The wolf cocked its head, and I swore that it rolled its eyes at me. He thought I wasn’t serious, but I was. If he didn't, he was going to find his wolf ass in a kennel the next time he went to sleep.

Something sounded to the left of us, and the wolf darted away, going after whatever he heard and leaving me in the dust.

Standing up, I patted myself down, getting all the dirt off me that the wolf was responsible for. I thought we had agreed for him not to go full wolf? His wolf was quite territorial, so we didn't want to fight him off in the end, but I guess his instincts took over, agreements be damned.

A shiver of my instincts ran up my spine, telling me that there was something coming my way. I snapped my wings out and flew up into the trees, not wanting to deal with any of the other guys right now. Not until the signal.

Wind flew up into the trees, I gazed down to see who it was. If it was Ax again or Lex, I might just stay up here. Those two are on a different level of hunt than the rest of us.

My eyes flew open at my luck to see a delectable head of gorgeous ashy locks and an ass that had swayed in my mind for days. Smirking, I floated down quietly, bringing out my Avery stealth mode as I settled right behind her. Maybe I could do this hunting thing.

I lifted my arms, ready to circle her and swoop her up into the trees when I was suddenly slammed up against a tree with my lady’s forearm shoved underneath my chin, choking me. Well, this was different than how I thought it would go.

“I'm surprised, my fairy. When you needed to catch me for twenty-four hours, you just sat in a booth, waiting for me to show up. Now, you are actively trying to seize me on the sly?”

Her normally floral and sugary scent filled my nostrils, causing my heart to skip a beat as my whole body sighed. God, I loved my mate.

I put my hands up in surrender, taking a hard gulp, and she loosened her grip a smidge to let me talk. “You got me. Plus, this whole hunter thing was not my forte. I'm the type to kill you over drinks before putting that much effort into hunting you down just for fun.”

Shrugging my shoulders, confessing to her without remorse, that's just how I felt. I understood vampires and werewolves' instincts to hunt and dominate. I even understood Falcon's need for control, that had become even more evident the longer I knew him, but me, I enjoyed a kill like the rest of them, but I could just sing it out and be done with it. No fuss, no muss. It's why I enjoyed using my imagination when it came to my kills.

Her hand let me go as she nodded, both of us standing there in silence. I could see her eyes pinched in thought before they shined wide with a thrill behind them. “I think I have an idea . . . one that still keeps with the theme of the night.”

She stepped up into my space, her slow and lazy stance turned calculating, her muscles flexed, as her face fell. Her golden pink eyes narrowed as she got closer. My back hit the tree again, but this time, it was my fault. Walking backward subconsciously from my mate who looked like she was going to eat me up, skin, blood, bones, and all.

Lunging forward, she ran her nose along my neck, her fingernails digging into the other side, the feel of somethingcutting down into my skin. My heart sped up, trying to bust out of my chest as both hesitation and excitement surged through my veins. It was confusing. Something I was not used to, but that had turned into a regular state when Rayla was around, so I learned to enjoy it.

Moving her face in front of mine, lifting her hand to show me my ruby red liquid coating her finger tips. She still hadn't given me a smile or a smirk, everything dead serious as she pushed one of her fingers past her plump lips and moaned.

Her eyes flicked up to mine, mesmerizing me as she continued licking each finger nail coated in my blood. Her motions went from not wanting to lose a single drop to this was now a finger-licking porn video that was turning me on faster than it would a twelve-year-old boy.

One second, I was standing up, watching her, trying to find my opening to join in, the next second, my shoulder met the ground, pain slicing through that lust as she shoved me onto my back. I looked up at her, ready to yell, when she loomed over me, cutting off the moonlight, making her gorgeous pale face fall with shadows and secrets.

“Run.”

I tilted my head, my brain not computing past my mate shoving me to the ground. She lunged forward, getting in my face as her tone turned deadly. “Run, my little fairy. Run like the big bad vampire is going to catch you and drain you dry. Run.”

For a second, my body seized underneath hers, that stubborn pride of mine, the one that said I was a boss of the fucking Syndicate was rearing its ugly head. My lips tipped up in a snarl until she dove for my lips.

Her kiss was short but intoxicating. The feel of her feather soft lips, her jasmine scent filling my lungs as the taste of her mouth made mine dry. She pulled away too fast when she stood up and said again, “Run. When I catch you, I will show you just how exquisite it is to mix adrenaline and sex.”

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