Hunted Hybrid Aegis War Saga 1
<b>Chapter </b>136
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Daxon, in full alpha mode, his eyes narrowed, clearly one heartbeat from biting someone for looking at me wrong.
Ashrian, smirking, sexy as sin, but with that dark look in his eyes that said “I will tie you to the bed just to keep you out of trouble.”
And L, that infuriatingly perfect Hignd mage, one brow raised, ss of something probably ancient in hand, watching me like I was both his joy and his divine punishment.
“Hi,” I said sweetly. “Fancy seeing y’all here.”
“You’ve had nine shots,” Daxon growled.
“Ten,” Amaris whispered helpfully.
I swayed a little. “I’m fine.”
I immediately tripped over Taya’s foot andnded square in Monroe’s boobs. “Told you<b>,</b><b>” </b>I muttered into her cleavage. “War crime.”
Ashrian caught me before I hit the floor, pulling me into his arms like I weighed nothing. “Time for bed, Elowen.”
“Noooo,” I whined. “The moon said <b>I </b>could have tequ!”
Bram stepped in, lifted me like a bridal sack of sparkles, and tossed me over his shoulder.
“HEY! I was dancing!”
“Ye were summoning a diplomatic incident with yer dress slit an bad decisions,” L muttered, sipping his drink. “Time tae go, mo chridhe.”
“I am a goddess,” I slurred dramatically as Bram carried me away. “And I demand more liquor and a sword.”
“You’re getting a pillow and a hydration charm,” Daxon muttered, stalking beside us like an angry bodyguard.
Ashrian leaned down and whispered in my ear, voice all low and sinful, “You keep talking like that, you’re getting tied to the bed.”
I giggled. “Promises, promises.”
Behind us, I waved at the girls like a drunk fae queen being exiled from her own court.
“I regret nothing!” I shouted. “Tell the bartender I loved him!”
Taya blew me a kiss. Lya saluted. Amaris yelled, “Drink water, you glittering disaster<b>!</b>”
And as the ballroom faded behind <b>us</b><b>, </b>I sighed contentedly.
I had glitter in ces that shouldn’t sparkle, and four overprotective mates dragging me toward a bed I probably wasn’t leaving until morning.
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Not a bad way to end a mate ball.
I was in a glitter soaked daze….tipsy, giddy, and still vibrating from all the dancing, shots, and the sight of my best friends <b>living </b>their best lives<b>. </b>
Taya had licked whipped cream off Rylen’s abs at one point. I had no idea how many people saw, I didn’t care. Life was good. Then I was being carried…again. Over a shoulder. Massive arm locked around my thighs.
“You’re always carrying me,” I slurred.
“Only when you’re drunk,” a deep, low voice rumbled. Not Daxon. Not L. Not Ashrian.
Bram.
The newest of my mates.
The bear shifter I’d barely had time to meet, let alone bond with. Big, quiet, and unreadable. He had eyes like dark honey and hands the size of my entire face. And he’d slipped into my life like the next breath of fate, silent and sure.
I’d felt the bond snap into ce the second we touched. But I hadn’t sealed it.
“Lyssira,” I whispered in my mind, suddenly aware of the weight in my chest.
Her voice stirred. “You’ve danced with the wolf. Bled with the mage. Bitten the vampire. But not the bear.”
I blinked. Wriggled a little. “Wait, wait.”
Bram froze mid step. “Did I hurt you?”
“No,” I whispered, lifting my head. My heart thudded. “I just… I haven’t… I didn’t bond with you <b>yet</b>.”
He looked over his shoulder, confused but still gentle. “You were drunk. I wasn’t going to push….”
“I want to.”
His pupils dted instantly. “Now?”
“Yeah.” <b>I </b>swallowed hard, then smiled. “I want to go to your room.”
Behind us, Daxon raised a brow. L smirked. Ashrian gave Bram a slow, dangerous grin. <fn65d6> ??? ????? ???????s ??? ?????s??? ?? Find[?]ovel</fn65d6>
“You’ve got our blessing,” Daxon said.
“Treat her like she’s made of stars<b>,</b><b>” </b>L added.
“And fuck her like she’s not,” Ashrian muttered.
I snorted so hard I huped. Bram looked stunned. Flushed. His arms tightened around me for half a second, then he nodded, turned, and without another word, hauled ass to his room.
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He didn’t even open the door gently. He kicked it open, crossed the threshold like he’d just caught the moon, and mmed it shut <b>with </b>his foot. The room smelled like cedat and mountain alt and something carthy and honest, like him.
He stared at me, still holding me, still breathing too fast.
“You’re sure?” he rasped, his voice shaking just a little. “You don’t even know me,”
I smiled up at him, my heart pounding, my head still spinning from shots and fate and a thousand things I hadn’t expected,
“No,” I said. “But the bond does. And I trust it.”
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Hunted Hybrid Aegis War Saga 1