Pip looked stunned. "Me?"
Warrick nodded. "Yes you, and Meryn too. She was smart enough to see how special you are. What if the two of you never crossed paths?"
Pip shook his head. "I do not want to think about that. It would make me sad."
Meryn smiled slyly at Micah. "That's what I meant when I said that it was 'mostly' a win-win scenario. I bet they never factored in the warriors' mates being so kick ass." She pointed to her chest. "I beat sense into Aiden,"
"Hey!" Aiden protested.
Meryn continued. "Beth got us organized, Rheia saved Colton and helped figure out the necklaces, Amelia survived being drained and was able to tell us what the enemy had planned, Anne was everyone's rock when we discovered the beads being unborn babies." She looked over at Eva. "Here in Noctem Falls Eva abandoned me to become the voice for the refugees." Eva snorted, and Meryn kept going. "Kari, I don't even think I can wrap up all the good she's done keep us on track, Ellie, Vivi and Serenity have worked miracles keeping everyone alive. The virus probably should have plunged the city into chaos, but the city has become stronger and better than before." Meryn took a deep breath looking a bit embarrassed. "All I'm saying is maybe the enemy's supposed power play in getting the warriors mated is actually our power play." Around the table the women were sitting straighter as if filled with a grander purpose and the men radiated a hope that hadn't been there just moments before.
Magnus turned to Sebastian. "That child gets whatever she wants, whenever she wants it." Sebastian nodded as he beamed down at Meryn looking like a proud parent.
Meryn winked at Magnus. "You do that anyway."
Aiden shot a desperate look to Magnus. "Can we put some parameters on that?"
"No way! Magnus can spoil me whenever!" Meryn fussed.
"Maybe our biggest weapon is the smallest of us," Kendrick whispered as Meryn argued with her mate. Nearly everyone around the table heard him except for the small human who could quite possibly be the salvation of them all.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Serenity stared up at the impossible night sky above Micah's garden. "I feel like everything has changed."
He stretched out beside her as the bed rocked them back and forth. "Everything has changed, yet nothing has changed. Everything is exactly as we left it when we went to dinner, but our perceptions are different."
She turned to face him. "Doesn't it scare you that someone or something is out there trying to destroy us?"
He reached out and pulled her into the curve of his body. "Not really, but then again, I'm trained to expect that everything is trying to destroy me."
She just grunted and rested her head on his bicep. "Well, I've always believed that the council was out to get me, does that count?" she asked playfully looking up at him.
He had the type of face where his expression changed how you saw him. Usually he was smiling, laughing, or teasing. His eyes would light up and he looked safe, dependable and kind. But when he dropped his guard, his expression became pensive, dark and intense.
She wanted to kiss along his sexy jawline and see the heat flare in his eyes. In less than a day she had seen so many different sides to her mate, except one. She was desperate to see what his face would look like as he drove his body into hers as they both drowned in lust.
She rolled him onto his back and straddled him her black dress riding up to rest on her thighs.
He smiled up at her. She huffed. He still looked playful. Throwing caution to the wind she pulled her dress up over her head and threw it on the ground. She reached behind her and released the clasp to her bra letting it fall beside them. She cupped her breasts and offered them to him.
His expression darkened and he looked up at her with hooded eyes. "What do you want of me?" he asked, raising up so that he held his upper body off the bed with his core strength alone. With his hands free he was able to trace her collarbones gently.
"Just you Micah. I want my mate without the smile. I want you at your worst so that you know, no matter what, I will always want you."
He snapped his fingers and she felt a warm stream of air around her wrists. Slowly her arms were pulled over her head and she was lifted off the platform until her toes barely scraped the covers. She was suspended but wasn't being pulled down by her own body weight. It was as if the air cradled her in pl
ace for his perusal.
"Micah?" she asked, as he rose to his knees loosening his tie.
"Only you can see me like this," he whispered.
Wordlessly he finished undressing and dropped his clothes to the floor. He knelt before her completely nude and she couldn't help but stare, he was absolute beauty personified. He wasn't tall like Etain or broad like Grant and Declan. It was as if every square inch of him was designed with perfection in mind. He had a slight golden undertone to his skin that looked like a permanent tan. His chest, arms and legs were covered in a thin layer of light brown hair and his shoulders were broad without being wide. Her eyes traveled downward and it got even better, his abdomen was cut and each muscle defined with gentle dips and ridges. She looked at his face, it was her favorite part of his body. "You are without a doubt the most stunning creature I have ever seen. Men like you must have inspired Michelangelo and encouraged the existence of demigods."
He gave her a wolfish grin. "That beautiful compliment earned you a treat."
"Treat?" she asked as he slid her panties down her hips and pulled them free.