“Gods save me from idiot omegas,” he snaps.
“Hey!” I protest but end up spitting on myself.
Taryn explodes with hysterical laughter and points at me. “You spat on yourself.”
“I did not!” I say and do it again.
“Oh, for the love of—”
“Bunnies.”
Marshall side-eyes Taryn. “I do not like bunnies.”
“Sure, you do; they are cute and cuddly and so fluffy.”
“And they have two mouths full of serrated teeth. What's not to love?”
“Marshall, I want to see some bunnies before I die.”
“If you could sober up, I will go catch you one. We can eat it for dinner.”
“Hey!” Taryn slaps his arm. “We can’t eat it for dinner.”
“Of course, we can. What do you think yesterday’s mystery meat was?”
Taryn lets out a piteous moan. “No, no, don’t tell me that.”
“It’s a carnivorous rodent that eats people. Why do you care if it’s dead?”
Taryn looks at me; I look back at her.
“Because it’s fluffy,” we both say at the same time and then laugh so hard we cry.
Marshall sighs heavily. “I’m going to walk out of here and pretend I never saw you.”
“That would be rude, Marshy.”
“Do not call me Marshy.”
“We should set him up with an omega,” Taryn says. “I know a cute girl near my place; she makes the best biscuits.”
“All my people disappeared,” I say forlornly.
“I do not need a date!” Marshall snaps. “We’re in the middle of the Culling Ground with the Path surrounding us. The last thing I want to do is fuck.”
“Oh, I could go for a fuck. My husband, Dawn, he was so good.”
I nod my head. “Sex is grand.”
“Grand?” Cadel says from the doorway.
I give him a lopsided smile. “Perfect?”
“Better.”
“Take her back to wherever you guys are holding up. I’m going to take this thief back to her room to sleep it off.”
Cadel comes over to me, and I watch until he’s just so tall and huge.
