Page 26 of Arachnid Holiday


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She got another hug and then walked over to talk to the ladies who were getting information from her mother. She looked at Eden, “Are you doing all right?”

“Yes, your mother has been giving us the social mores as betas in the islands. Even more information on Wonder with their dating bands.”

“Ah. Are you going to take some of the Wonder citizens for a spin? It can get pricey.” Moira smiled.

Rache chuckled. “Well, my flight was paid for, so I have some funds to spend.”

“Yes, well, we are talking astronomic charges. There is one grouping I am aware of that was worth half a million together if no one had waived their fees.”

Rache paused. “They can override it?”

“Yup, and virgins frolic free.” Moira smiled.

Eden sighed, “That lets me out.”

Moira looked at her. “It is about what goes in, not what comes out. It’s pretty strict like that.”

“Oh. Well, then I qualify.”

Rache chuckled. “Right. Me, too.”

Moira smiled. “And so, the three musketeers came together and smote the wicked, rewarding the just.”

The ladies grinned. Eden held her hand out. “One for all.”

Rache answered, “And kill the fun.”

Moira murmured, “Heart to heart and cheek to cheek, the music is where the alphas meet, so twist the words and join the light, a soul rewarded and another bright. Step to the beach and learn the shadow, what’s new today is forever tomorrow.”

Eden and Rache looked at her. Eden asked, “What was that?”

“Uh, no idea. I have been doing that a lot. I go all rhyme and chant. It came with the ears.” She shrugged. “Have you had enough fun and frolicking on the beach?”

Rache nodded, and Eden smiled. “Your family and the locals were wonderful.”

“Yes, once they know you aren’t out to get clamshells made of coconuts, they warm up to you.” Moira smiled. “Anyone want to crash in a nice comfy bed before we head out on the open ocean tomorrow?”

Eden smiled. “That sounds great.”

Rache nodded. “I can save my dancing feet for Wonder.”

Moira hugged her family, even her brothers, and said goodnights. Ven led them into the royal residence and the guestrooms.

Moira said softly, “You are still enjoying life in the islands?”

Venetia grinned. “I am. Kids, an alpha, and all the omega I can cuddle. The circus school is coming along, and two of our graduates have made their way to cirque performances. We are so proud.”

“You should be proud.” Moira laughed. “I haven’t tried dancing with this body yet. I don’t think it will move the same.”

“Your singing is incredible.”

“Um, apparently, one of our ancestors was a bard or something. Some kind of entertainer. About one in five of us have a musical interest, or so I have determined by talking with some of the ladies from the book club.”

“You talked to other elf omegas?”

“Oh. No. Just the ladies who have friends who are elf omegas. They knew quite a bit.”

“Why did you hide?”