Chapter 13 No Longer Hidden #8
“That’s like a level two… if I’m being generous, and I’m not feeling that way right now…
but I did say two… on my husband’s case…
. because he IS mine… in case anyone forgot…
but like this is me being generous, giving him a level two on his fighting ability scale…
and again that’s me…. his wife… being generous. It’s more like a high one.”
EJ looked at the ceiling while Theo and Max snickered. Micah laughed outright. Dylan squealed, “This is just too good. Don’t worry MelAshley, it’s LSGAP’s DNA that makes them not see such things. Mini Moody SGAP is just as blind to women wanting him.”
Lacy teased, “Dylan.” Dylan hummed, “Right you are, Lacy. It’s so odd because LSGAP used to know these things.
Then he met my goddess and he lost that ability.
I like to think it’s the universe's balance to the order of things. LGSAP gets so much, but his ability to tell when women or men want him disappeared. POOF.”
“Vanished into the night. To be fair, people used to be SO transparent about it. He never had to use pick up lines or anything. People just walked up to him and offered themselves to him. So, maybe he never had the ability to tell because people told him.”
“Sadly, we will never find out. Alas, my Beta brain swirls with more questions I cannot have answers to. It’s what this area does. It will drive you batty if you let it, but I’m here to help with all the tips for this general area.” Lacy chuckled and squeezed his shoulders.
Eric sighed, “Dylan, just stop.” Dylan smiled saying, “I’m just helping out your pup.
I don’t much care about the woman down there trying to lose her life, but I do care about your son.
Mini Moody has got his shovel out and is digging away at the dirt.
I’m trying to use my shovel to put dirt back into the hole.
You’re welcome.” Dylan winked at Eric who rolled his eyes.
Cheyenne was doing more of wiggling her butt and putting her chest up against my mate than she was fighting. Freya was so angry that my claws kept elongating. I had to focus every time to go back to normal.
Tristan gently said, “Ladybug.” I growled, “You would’ve killed anyone who did this with Everly, and NO ONE can say differently. So, there’s nothing to say… other than… kick her butt… when the time comes.” Tristan replied, “Kick her butt all the way back to Wyoming.” See? It wasn’t hard.
Gage groaned, “Oh fuck.” Phil said, “Someone doesn’t like us, Gage. We need to figure out who it is. Post haste.” A few people snickered, but I didn’t look back to see who. I linked my wolf, “I will handle this… I swear.” Freya snarled, “Fine.”
Cheyenne wiggled her butt against Xander again, like she was at a club dancing to music… not fighting. I snorted, “Funny how I fought a Male Lead Warrior and used the actual move… and not the ‘I’m dancing at a club’ one that she’s using on my mate…. one time and Xander lost it.”
Several people winced. Lacy said, “It does resemble more of a club dance move.” Dylan cooed, “Popcorn for you, my lovely mate.” Jason said, “I want to say Cheyenne just doesn’t know the right technique, but that’s not true.”
EJ offered, “Alexander has never danced with a woman in a club, so I feel like that’s helpful information to have.” I shot back, “He’s seen it. He’s been with you guys at a club… a lot.” EJ groaned, “I can’t reason with someone who is in all the cameras and knows all the things we do.”
Theo said, “To be fair, Alexander wasn’t paying attention.” I replied, “Mmmhmmm not unlike now… because he should know she’s doing the move incorrectly…. and correct her… as a teacher… so… there that.” EJ whispered, “It’s a losing battle, tap out.” It would be a good idea.
Dylan gasped, “BOOO! You’re not being any fun.” I noticed no one else was really in the gym. EJ or one of Xander’s brothers must have told everyone else to leave. Tristan whistled when they both said good fight.
I whispered, “GOOD FIGHT?! He said good fight?! SI!” Sierra said, “I didn’t say that. I wouldn’t dare. I have sanity on my side.” Then Cheyenne kissed my mate’s cheeks. I couldn’t hold back Freya’s growl. My wolf warned, “Do something or I will.”
Since it was raining now, she had done something. Dad linked, “Kick her ass.” I was gonna do that. I jumped over the railing and landed on the gym floor. Dylan said, “For those of you with Alpha blood, allow me to explain.” He paused, then said, “It’s about to go down. All the way to Chinatown.”
Eric sighed, “Dylan, please stop talking.” Dylan said, “Have no fear, LSGAP. I heard what you’re not saying. I’ll MC this fight for you, and everyone else here. I think your Mini Moody son will find it most helpful when he joins us.” Lacy snickered.
I stopped listening when Cheyenne saw me. Her eyes flashed in recognition and annoyance with a touch of glee. Freya snarled and snapped her jaws in my head. I gently said to my wolf, “I don’t want to block you out, Freya. We both need to do this… but I need to keep my emotions in check here.”
Freya sighed, “Fine. I’ll keep it together but do SOMETHING to her lips.” It was going to be one of my opening moves. Cheyenne and I traded verbal jabs. She didn’t like my insinuation that their fight wasn’t even kind of good.
Xander seemed surprised at my comments in the bond too. Freya snarled, “Because he is.” What? Really? How could he think that was good? Just… How? He’s an Alpha Enforcer… and a Squadron Leader… my mate knows when someone isn’t giving it their all, that includes himself. Especially himself.
I offered to fight Cheyenne if she wanted to know what a good fight was. I also called her Chey like my mate did. I felt Xander’s panic and saw Cheyenne’s eyes narrow. Oh… yeah. I did know that only Xander can call her Chey… I just didn’t care.
The obnoxious woman tried to deflect, but I didn’t let her. I should be way more tired than Cheyenne was after that disaster of a fight. I got in a dig about her outfit. She tried to mount an argument against which I batted down.
If Cheyenne always fought in outfits like this, I wouldn’t say anything….but she didn’t. It wasn’t about her comfort; it was about my mate and husband. Who she kept kissing! Freya snarled again in my head.
Cheyenne tried to play it off like she didn’t know me. Wow. Mistake after mistake, Cheyenne. Freya snarked, “What in the world is she thinking?” I don’t know but… I was disappointed in the game she was bringing.
I felt Xander’s shock when I informed Cheyenne I knew when people ran a background check on me. Paige yelled, “Yes, she does! You tell her, Mel!” Cheyenne and I were locking into a staring contest, but I wasn’t about to blink first.
Freya snorted, “No, you won't, I'll take over if I have to. Her wolf is much weaker than I am.” Of course she was. Freya was a goddess and a legend…. that apparently wasn’t a legend. We had special abilities. That wasn’t really a fair comparison.
I warned Cheyenne about kissing my mate. Mom linked me, “The honest to god nerve. Every she wolf should know not to do that to a mated wolf.” Exactly! I mean seriously… the audacity of everyone about this situation was just next level.
If Charles had kissed my cheek Xander would’ve exploded his brain. Cheyenne even tried the whole ‘it’s the custom of my people.’ I rebutted that hard, again. Xander tried to tell me she was from Europe. Sierra screamed down the link, “NOOOOOOOO! HE DID NOT SAY THAT!”
Yeah… no. Just no. Cheyenne was not from Europe. Just… no. For the love of god. NO. This woman didn’t kiss anyone else… and I’d checked. One might say extensively. Cheyenne tried to say she was only friends with Xander.
Customs weren’t reserved for friends. If you want to claim something as a customary greeting, then you have to do it with everyone. I easily goaded Cheyenne into agreeing to fight me. I mean she really shouldn’t be tired after that sad excuse of a fight.
Cheyenne taunted me saying she was good. I rolled my eyes. I linked Sierra, “Chhhheyyy thinks she’s good at fighting?! SHE’S GOOD?! I trained future Alpha’s and Beta’s… who run PACKS… and lead charges against rogues… and bad packs.”
“I was good wolf less and alone. Now I had a wolf… a freaking legendary wolf. Chey is good? GOOD?! For real? I put on workshops… I trained packs… I RAN BLACK PATH WITH BUCK! I led attacks and defenses… and all she’s got is she’s good?
!” Sierra said, “Yeah, she said that. On the plus side, you didn’t say any of that out loud. ” Ok, that did make me happy.
Tristan linked me, “Take her to the cleaners, Ladybug.” I replied, “I intend to.” I jumped into Xander’s arms and possessively claimed his lips. This man was mine and Cheyenne needed to see it to believe it, apparently.
My husband and I were going to talk after this. I was going to follow Grandma Esther’s advice for several reasons. One… she’d been married a long time… so she knew things. Two… the past told me that Grandma Esther knew what she was talking about.
I turned and stared down Cheyenne who was nearly in tears over a kiss. I raised an eyebrow at her and walked into the ring. I asked, “Problem there, Chey? Or are your legs too tired from dancing on my mate.”
Cheyenne shot back, “I wasn’t dancing and only my friends call me that.” I tilted my head, “Odd. Since … as a dancer… I’m very aware that was a dancing move you were doing. Maybe you forgot you were grinding yourself on my husband.”
“As far as your nickname… I heard the only people who call you that are here. In this area actually and gym. In fact, I believe you insist on Cheyenne back home because you hate nicknames… Right? Don’t worry, I know the answer.”
I felt shock in my connection with Xander. Cheyenne’s eyes narrowed as she asked, “Why do you know so much about me?” I evaded shooting back, “Why did you run a background check on both my names?” Cheyenne flushed saying, “I didn’t.”