“You didn’t even shower before you came over,” Marta says. “You obviously just got some. Who was she?”
“Or he,” Lawrence raises an eyebrow.
Great.
So, they can smell both Sabrina and Reece on me.
Normally, I’d lie. I’d say it’s none of their business and they can fuck off for asking me, but there’s a slight problem with that: these are my friends. More than that, they’re dragons, and Fablestone is a pretty small place, all things considered. If I try to withhold this from my group, they’re just going to dig and dig until they find the answers they want anyway.
So, I might as well tell them now.
“I did not hook up with a man,” I say pointedly. “However, Reece and I did share a woman last night, and we’re going to be dating, so please be polite when you see us out and about.”
“Dating?” Cameron looks shocked.
“Hey, congrats,” Lee says.
“Who’s the lucky girl?” Nicole asks, curious. She and Reece have a...tumultuous history. She worked for Lucky, albeit briefly, but she’s not exactly his favorite person. In fact, he tried attacking her once, which is why he lives with me now.
“Sabrina.”
Nicole doesn’t react poorly to finding out that the guy who tried to kill her is now dating his therapist. In fact, she seems almost humbled by this revelation. She’s changed quite a bit since she came to Fablestone, and instead of being angered or frustrated, she smiles.
“Good for him,” she says. “And good for you.”
“Now that all these well-wishes are out of the way, let’s get to work,” Jeremy says, coming into the office. He pushes past us to the large table in the center of the space, and he slaps a bunch of papers down.
“What do we have?” Lawrence asks.
“Plans for the building.”
“The main Providential building?”
“Yeah,” Jeremy says.
“I thought we agreed it would be best to try to discredit their organization,” Nicole says. “Rather than go in and blow everything up.”
It’s true.
We had talked about that.
We’d talked about a lot of different things.
The truth is that Lucky, sometimes called Providential, has been a thorn in my side for a couple of years now, and I’m more
than ready to see them destroyed. They’ve made life hell for my clan and they’ve threatened everything we’ve stood for.
It’s time for them to die.
And it’s time right now.
“Clan Thunderstorm has agreed to collaborate on a destruction mission with us,” I say.
“It might make people dislike the dragons,” Marta says. “They might think we’ve randomly targeted a pharmaceutical company. As we all know, that’s a front for what they’re really doing.”
This group does it all.
They capture dragons.