“I have no idea what you’re talking about, little riddler.”
She smiles. “I know, but you will soon.” She snuggles into me. “Thanks for not fighting fate, mate. From what I’ve seen, rejecting destiny will be exhausting.”
I consider her words and know she’s still talking about Cael.
What destiny is he going to reject?I wonder.
Then still when I remember my sister’s whispers about seeing Cael every night.
“Oh, fuck…” My sister thinks Cael is her fated mate. “That can’t be right.” It’s actually the opposite of right. It’s fuckingwrong.
Ashlyn shrugs. “Time will tell.” She yawns. “I would like to properly meet her tomorrow, please. I’m still not sure what seven means.”
“Seven on a clock from the position where I found you in the water,” I explain.
Ashlyn blinks up at me. “Oh.” Her lips twist. “I should have figured that out.”
“You sent them to find me in Kodiak Sector,” I tell her. “That’s all they truly needed.”
And even then, I had it mostly handled without them.
Well, after Cillian helped, anyway.
I would have to thank him later.
“Lunch with Ivana and Cillian,” Ashlyn says, smiling. “Yes.”
“I didn’t actually say anything, Ash.”
“No, but I saw the plan forming and can see the end results. I approve.”
I glare at her. “So you can share that tidbit about the future, but can’t tell me what’s going to happen between my sister and my best friend?”
She shrugs. “Their future is too important for me to meddle in or potentially change. Lunch with Ivana and Cillian is far more harmless.”
“I see,” I murmur, still narrowing my gaze at her. “How about telling me when I’ll knot you again?”
“Oh, right now, of course,” she replies, her hand wrapping around my base. “But you’re going to come in my mouth first because I’m hungry.”
And I’m instantly hard. “Then you better straddle my face and feed me too, mate.”
Her eyes glitter. “Dessert for two, coming right up.”
But she kisses me instead of moving into position, her tongue lazy against mine.
“Can I change my introduction?”
I frown. “Your introduction?”
She nods. “I want to reintroduce myself.”
“To my cock?” I ask hopefully.
“No, Alpha." She swats playfully at my chest. “To you.”
I arch a brow, admittedly intrigued. “All right.”
She smiles and sits up, causing her breasts to sway—which is really fucking distracting.
