Chapter Twelve
Mya talkedmy plan over with Drav. He didn’t like it any more than she had. But his expression was nothing compared to Tor’s.
“No. It’s not safe,” he said fiercely.
“It will be safe. A fey presence is all the deterrent the humans will need. They aren’t stupid enough to try to attack me in front of a fey.”
“I promised Adam that I would keep you safe.”
“Think of it this way. If the troublemakers are removed, the relations between the two settlements will improve. That means more women will want to volunteer for those date nights and attend art classes.”
“And the massage sessions,” Mya added.
“There’s massages?” I asked.
“Oh, yeah.” Mya grinned. “Angel’s been coaching Shax, and the others have been learning, too. They need human volunteers, though. Ryan and Garrett get a massage after every supply run.”
“I might need to sign up for a few of those.”
“No sign up needed. There’s not much of a line.” She looked at Tor. “If you’re worried about her safety, you can volunteer to stay with her. I trust you’ll stay hidden and not cause any issues. And, like June said, this is going to open up some opportunities for you and your brothers in the long run. You’ll finally get your dinner date.”
Drav and Tor shared a long, doubt-filled look.
“I won’t be moving right away,” I added. “First, we’ll do the soup kitchen and take notes on how people react. We’ll learn who’s most likely to make trouble and also get a better idea of how many haters we’re dealing with. Only when we have that information will we move on to the next phase. It could take weeks.”
It could, but I knew it wouldn’t.
“We agree to the soup kitchen and learning about the troublemakers. We will talk again about you moving to Tenacity afterward,” Drav said.
“I’ll talk to Ryan and Matt,” Mya said. “Give me the rest of today to work on the logistics.”
“I’d like to stay involved,” I said.
“You will. I’ll get Matt on board. Ryan will need to push for a bigger supply run in the next day or two so we have enough food to cook for the masses. Emily will need at least a day to make sure the fey will know what’s expected of them in regard to cooking and serving the food.”
I knew Mya was thinking out loud now and listened.
“Matt’s going to need time to set up a temporary kitchen and tables.” She frowned for a moment.
“I’m betting we can find some tables at some local parks. Does anyone know the area well?” I asked.
“We do,” Drav said. “We will find tables.”
The discussion went on for another thirty minutes until we had a fairly solid plan. Tomorrow, I’d go to feight club and let Angel know what was happening so she could recruit some fey to cook and serve. Afterward, I’d go to Emily’s to help her come up with a training plan for the fey and for the food prep. Having a purpose and a goal felt good.
We left the house when the car lights already lit up the night sky. Tor was unusually quiet on the walk home.
“Are you mad?” I asked.
“No. I’m worried. Are you taking risks because Adam hurt your heart?”
The insightful question made me pause. Tor was more perceptive than I’d realized. He was smarter, too.
“I’m not taking any risk that I haven’t already taken, Tor. I lived in Tenacity before coming here. And I’m going back because they hurt Adam, not because he hurt me. What those people did was wrong, and their actions are only going to get worse if someone doesn’t step in and stop them.”
“Matt can stop them.”
“He would have already if he could. He needs someone else to take the lead. Someone to be the fall guy if things go wrong, so he can maintain what little control he has.”