![]() It wasn’t part of their usual route, but with Marak off on honeymoon, everyone had to pull extra duty. Scowling, she wrapped her arms closer around herself as she and Feral walked down the main club strip. A young warrior, he was far too enthusiastic and chatty for Vixen on a good day, let alone the foul mood she was in today. If she’d ended up with Lucan, who’d looked her way with hope in his eyes when she was altering the board, she would’ve had to kill him and leave his body down an empty alley. Having been patrol partners for many years, they fell into companionable silence.Ī good thing since she didn’t feel like talking. She’d gotten to the compound early so Kalen couldn’t pull the same trick he had the night before and switched the names on the board. Hands stuffed in her pockets, her shoulders were rounded as she walked, her body language screaming, “Don’t talk to me.” ![]() To say Vixen was distracted the next night on patrol would have been an understatement.
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