“I think you mean Wonder Woman, and I bet the Harpies are wondering what has come over you, huh?” I tease, giving her a wink, before opening my walk-in closet after picturing yoga pants and a baggy top to sleep in.
“Those bloated flying hags have no clue what I can unleash now,” Moni taunts, laughing like a hysterical hyena before falling out of the air and crashing to the floor. I panic for a brief second until she gets up laughing and crashes into my dresser, still laughing.
“I swear, Moni, that bark has to be stronger than diamonds. Have you ever had a concussion?” I wonder as I slip on my underwear.
“What’s that?” she asks, her laughter dying out as she grows bigger and grabs her tail, twirling it in her hand.
“It’s a traumatic brain injury from hitting your head, you know, like from when you keep fainting,” I point out, grabbing the yoga pants next.
“Ugh, no. The only thing that gets annoying are the tree huggies,” she admits as her bark turns pink once again.
“Tree huggies? What…umm…” I trail off once my head pops out of my top.
“Yep, sometimes when I pass out, my bark slips up my backside and hugs my crack. Sometimes it gets stuck up there, and I have to shimmy until it loosens up. So if you ever see me doing the boogie woogie underpants dance, you know why.” Moni shrinks and flies to my eye level before she does a shimmy to demonstrate.
“Note taken.” I hold back a smile, biting the shit out of my lip until I taste blood. “Let’s go see what the boys have been up to while we’ve been catching up.”
CHAPTER 8
The Competition
Rez
Heading into the living room, a delicious aroma assaults my taste buds. Yes, I ate lunch, but it was hardly filling and was ruined by Emer and her minions. Not to mention that ‘guy’, whoever he was. That reminds me, I need to find out who he is and get all the information I can about this gauntlet that we seem to have found ourselves in.
For the first time, I find the kitchen table set up with food. We usually sit and eat at the island or in the living room around the fireplace and TV.
“Is there a special occasion I missed?” I asked, spotting the guys grabbing a seat around the table.
“Nope, just wanted to cook and prepare a family meal now that we’re home and all together,” JP explains, pulling out a chair for me.
“Aww, thank you.” I stretch up and give him a quick kiss before taking my seat.
“Are you kidding me? Of course this is a special occasion, and we’re celebrating,” Zeke cheers, coming around with Fae wine and pouring everyone a cup.
A sudden bout of nausea hits me as I rub my stomach, and I take an uneasy look at the contents as he pours me a cup. I don’t say anything, just smile pleasantly, and silently question if my stomach can handle it.Is this the effects of God’s Trumpet?Knox comes up behind me and sets a glass of water next to the wine and leans in to kiss me on the cheek.
“Let me know if you need anything else,” he whispers.
Aww, my Alpha is always taking care of me. I send him gratitude and love down our link, and he winks before taking his seat once again.
“Celebrating what?” Knots quirks an eyebrow before pulling his hair into a man bun.
“What aren’t we celebrating? We survived the Road of Worth and saved Hell,” Ryker announces, thanking Zeke for his drink.
“I lost my V-card finally. If that’s not a special occasion, I don’t know what is,” Lynx smirks.
“Of course you would celebrate that,” I point out as the guys all chuckle and Ryker high-fives Lynx.I swear, I need to keep those two away from each other.
“It’s not every day that you find out that you're the heirs of Hell and your father wants to be in your life,” Moni singsongs before taking a sip of her Sparks cup.
“Got that right, princess.” Chester leans over and kisses her hair.
“We’re done with school and about to run The Gauntlet. That’s a special occasion and a new record, if you only count the few months Nerezza was actually here,” Levi points out.
I somewhat pout as I see he’s no longer in his corsets but back into his normal suit. Glancing at everyone else’s attire, I notice they’re all in lounge wear like they plan to hang out allnight, but Levi is dressed to go out after dinner. What’s the deal? I guess that’s something else we need to talk about. Now that we’re back and in this relationship, we need to actually talk about what’s in store for us.
“I guess we do have a few special occasions to celebrate, huh?” JP laughs, taking his own seat. “Bon Appétit.”
