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After all, apparently, this is her destiny—no matter how much I hate it.

Chapter Eighteen

Audrey

Ipace across the bedroom of the hotel suite we stayed in last night.

Today, we’re expecting Michael to attack Leyton, and I’m slowly losing my mind.

All our allies are staying in various homes and businesses in Leyton, but I hadn’t felt right staying in someone else’s home, which is how we ended up in a hotel.

We had to push together the two king-sized beds in our room so I could sleep with all of my mates—minus Nex, of course. It had been a tight fit, but I’m not complaining since I ended up spending the night lying across all of them.

“Little mate, you’re stressing me out.” Cassian’s tone belays his words, sounding just as patient with me as he usually does.

I pause my movements to turn and stare at him. “How are you not already stressed out? We’re going to war tonight! We might have a plan, but there are still so many things that can go wrong. Any one of us could—“

“No.” Brenden slaps his hand over my mouth, not allowing me to finish my thought. “That’s not going to happen. I don’t care what I have to do to make sure it doesn’t.”

Wraith is lounging on the bed in a pair of sweats as he chuckles. “I think trouble needs a distraction.”

Donovan nods, climbing onto the bed with Wraith and gesturing for me to join them. “I agree.”

“I’m not sure—“

“Cassian, shut the door so Nex doesn’t get an eyeful.” Wraith cuts me off, cocking an eyebrow—daring me to refuse him.

“No.”

Everyone freezes when I speak, but it’s Cassian I turn to. “Leave it open.”

Cassian glances at Wraith, and I let out an annoyed sigh.

“Don’t look at him. I want the door open.” I’m sure they think I want to punish Nex again, and I’d be lying if I said that wasn’t part of it, but it’s more than that.

I liked him watching us. I liked having his eyes on me as my other mates fucked me.

“Okay, trouble. If that’s what you want.”

I pull off Donovan’s tee I wore to bed last night and toss it to the side as I turn back to the bed, leaving me bare to them. “It is.”

Climbing onto the bed, I crawl over to kneel between Wraith’s spread legs. “Now what?”

“You’re always such a brat,” he says with a smile, sliding his hand into my hair and tugging me toward him. Our lips crash together, and he proceeds to ravish me.

Around me, I can hear the rustle of the others undressing, but Wraith never makes a move to take off his sweatpants. Not even when I straddle him, rubbing my pussy against his cloth-covered cock.

Damn stubborn man.

I tear my lips from his to stare down at him with a frown. “Why are you still dressed?”

Wraith chuckles, shaking his head, but doesn’t answer my question as I feel one of my mates move up behind me.

I don’t need to know who it is to lean back into them, smiling when Cassian’s arms wrap around me—his cool taupe skin tone giving him away.

He presses a kiss to the spot behind my ear. “It’s always fun when you think you’re the one in charge.”

“I don’t—“ I’m cut off by Cassian’s lips on mine.