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"Because your hands were made to punch people to death while mine were made for my creative endeavors in the kitchen and witch lab," Aurelia replied as she took a sip of her coffee. "Which reminds me. What happened last night? I'm not referring to you and Onyx making love."
"Hold on." I paused her main question to address a sudden thought. "He bathed me last night? How do you know?"
"I swear. You don't check your security cameras during the night?"
"No," I replied with a bored tone. "Why would I?"
"I don't know. Maybe to check on your addictive whatever Onyx is? He’s obviously a manchild who obsessively checks on you, which leaves me to even wonder when he sleeps."
"He sleeps during the day," I tsked in annoyance. "Ten to five unless something comes up in between. Always has to make sure he's around to stalk me when my shift is over at six."
"You know that because?"
"Keep your friends close and your enemies closer," I repeated the saying as if my bestie forgot. "Knowing your enemy's schedule ensures you're prepared to fuck them up."
"The poor man would become an Omega for you and yet you still have issues with him." She shook her head. "You hold far too many grudges."
"Not enough or I would have killed my father already and covered it up," I earnestly answered.
"That's true," she replied and took a bite of her bacon. "Back to the original question."
"New pack tried to jump me. I killed them and it got cleaned up by Papa Dearest's crew and Viktor," I summarized.
"Hmph. You could have cleaned up just fine," she commented. "That strike of thunder was pretty though."
"Let me guess. The Witch Council of Hags checked the private surveillance video due to the usage of intense magic?"
"Bingo," she replied with a sweet smile.
"Yet they won't acknowledge me as a hybrid witch. Fucking bitches."
"They'll have to eventually," Aurelia declared, which had me questioning her with an arched eyebrow.
"Because?"
"Oh I don't know," she sang. "Maybe a certain someone is getting promoted soon."
I actually paused to gawk at her as her lips curled in a mischievous smile.
"When?"
"Anytime from now to the new year," she announced.
"You're getting promoted onto the fucking hag council?!" I whistled and lowered my knife and fork to actually clap for her. "Bravo, bitch. How are we celebrating? Make sure Onyx is left behind this time."
She burst into laughter, the sweet sound bringing a bit of happiness to my heart for her as she shook her head, which made her wild neon locks flow with the movement.
"You have a vendetta with that man when your testosterone is far too high," she acknowledged. "He probably makes your cock hard, huh?"
"That wasn't the answer to my question."
"Yes, bitch. We’re celebrating and it's going to be a wild party filled with misfits so you bring at least five male and female outfits because we're partying for a week."
"What happened to days six and seven?" I inquired.
"Oh, we’re going to party on a nude beach on the weekend, honey," she declared as if she could already see it unfolding in her mind. "No clothes required."
"You just want Onyx to jump me, huh?" I concluded.
