Page 2 of Our Haunted Omegas (Moonscale Heirs Duet #1)

Indigo

“I’m still not sucking your dick again, Co,” Crilus shook his head. “Told you it was a one-time thing. Besides, I’m not offering any of my siblings to suck on your brothers. Not that Teal has time to slow down and get sucked on currently.”

“Hey !” I snapped. “Leave my dick out of this! We’re here because we figured most of the others would bail on you while they laid up getting ready for the festival.”

“Getting ready? You mean being lazy,” Crilus rolled his eyes. “I know. I know. It’s a territory-wide holiday. I know. I know. I wasn’t here. I don’t know what the end of that war meant to everyone. I was just sucking on my thumb ---”

“You know, we were born during the war, right?” I cut in again.

Cobalt was hard up for this elf bird man but it wasn’t happening.

Crilus thought he was hot but our reputation proceeded us.

We only dated pairs – sets of three when we could manage them and it always ended when we got bored.

Cobalt swore up and down on his leaked dick pics that he wouldn’t get bored of Crilus but he would.

He always did. So did I for that matter but I wasn’t chasing this elf around.

Like us Crilus was born stateside. Only he was born on the opposite side of the continent to the alpha of the Raven Hallow Wolf Pack and his elven husband.

He was then raised by both of them and their alpha bear mate.

He only started his bar the Raven Perch over here because London desperately needed those with money and an adventurous spirit to take a risk and open up businesses.

He had both and the longing to be out from under his fathers’ shadow.

Co had wanted to dick him down since they met but Crilus wasn’t dropping his pants.

He only blew my brother to prove he could deep throat a dragon dick to a group of unbelievers.

He did a good job of it too and Cobalt ate up the attention it garnered him.

Our grandcarrier would’ve died on the spot if he knew Co had whipped his dick out in a half-full bar after closing ours and got sucked off in front of everyone.

Lately, all that shit had lost its shine.

Teal was doing something serious now and it was as if his shift in priorities was raining down on me too.

The other night when we invited him skinny dipping with a set of three friends who wanted to have a ‘purple district’ party he actually had the balls to ask me what I thought our true-mates would think when we met them.

That text killed me. I prayed we met our true-mates at some tryst because otherwise we’d have to explain the unexplainable.

It was all good fun. The sex and dating was never nonconsensual.

We broke hearts not safewords and boundaries. Still. Brokenhearts.

“Indi?” Cobalt elbowed me.

“Huh?” I blinked, coming back to the moment.

“I was telling Crilus that we’d head to the grocery store and pick him up some more limes and coconuts, won’t we?” he asked.

“Yeah,” I nodded, thought about it for a moment, and then added, “if there are any left. I mean everyone is getting ready for the festival and Crilus, love, it’s not to celebrate the end of the war exactly.

It’s the Magical Unity Festival because all the magic users across the world came together and kicked fucking arse.

Your parents were part of it too. I hated history class.

Always talked about who our ancestors offed or who offed our ancestors, but I liked that part because basically I just had to memorize all the groups. It was easy. I still remember them.”

“Brother,” Cobalt said, a growl edging onto his words. “We will find the man limes and coconuts even if we have to go into our grandparents’ storage warehouses! The prince of the crows will have his fruit!”

“Ugh!” Crilus frowned. “I’m only letting you go on this fool’s errand because I need a good laugh.”

“And you need the fruit,” Cobalt smirked.

“I’m not sucking your dick when you get back. If that’s your plan…”

“Hey! I do not pay for sex. If you want to reward me for being your hero and suck my dick, that’s fine, but not in payment,” Cobalt shook his head, his expression turning serious.

“Sheesh! Didn’t know you had a moral hidden behind your balls, Co,” Crilus laughed.

“Should’ve checked there while you could,” he said, standing up.

I moved with Cobalt without thinking about it. It’s how we always did things. Both of us looked over our shoulder for Teal but of course he wasn’t there.

“What?” he asked over our link, feeling us looking for him.

And it was our link. Not the family link or the link all our siblings chattered on.

It wasn’t one of the many group links we belonged on.

It was the one for just the three of us and to be honest it was the only one I paid attention to sometimes.

As long as Co and Teal were alright the world would keep spinning.

“Are you still hanging out with those fruity guys?” Cobalt asked as we headed out of Raven’s Perch into the parking lot.

We’d taken my silver Moonscale Wing 7. It had the doors that opened on the side allowing all the seats to be accessed easily.

When both doors were open it looked as if the car had wings and would take off at any moment if you didn’t hurry your ass up and get inside.

I only opened the driver side wing and motioned for Co to scurry across into the passenger seat.

“Co,” Teal sighed over our link. “You can’t say things like that.”

“Oh, Teal,” Cobalt rolled his eyes. “Everyone watched me get my dick sucked by a guy. I can’t be homophobic.”

“You could be, but you’re not,” I cut in. “He wants your limes and coconuts.”

“Or at least for you to tell me where to find them,” Cobalt corrected me.

“Crilus isn’t going to suck your dick again,” Teal said.

“It isn’t just ---” Cobalt started but Teal and I both laughed.

“Why are you so hung up on him anyway?” Teal asked a second later.

“He gave really good head!”

“The only place we took a shipment to today was Garner’s Grocery,” Teal said a second later. “We just dropped it off about an hour ago. So, they’re probably still stocking it. If they don’t have it no one in town will. You might have to try to drone it over from—”

“No time for that, Teally,” Cobalt shook his head. “Drive already!”

It took nearly an hour to make it to Garner’s Grocery.

It was a big brick building that was designed to look old-timey but was newly rebuilt after the war.

All the buildings in this old-fashioned part of town were rebuilt.

Every time we drove through it with our grandcarrier he made it a habit to point out things the architects got wrong in their redesign.

I always suspected one bad day, he’d stomp on the whole section of the city just to have it redone correctly. Thankfully that day hadn’t arrived yet.

“Let’s separate inside. Maybe they can just give them to us in the crates,” Cobalt said, taking his seatbelt off before I even pulled properly into the parking space.

“Open that door before I turn this off and I’ll lock you inside. I don’t want another dent because you’re impatient,” I warned him.

“It only happened once. Like a year ago, Indi,” Cobalt grumbled.

“Yeah, but I remember it because it was only a year ago. We’ll get the fruit delivered to him and then—”

“We’ll hang out with him,” Cobalt said, and I didn’t bother to argue with him.

I, like most of London, wanted to go home and sleep tonight.

Tomorrow night would be a long affair with us staying up all night to honor the sacrifice the magic users made so long ago.

Sure, we didn’t have to, but it felt wrong to not honor the tradition that sprang forward from a movement that started in our hometown.

Even Teal would cut this seed-vigilante shit for a night to come celebrate with us.

“Can I go now?” Cobalt asked. “Oh, shit! Wait! I was going to say we should---”

“Split up inside and find someone to ask. I know. You said it.”

“Sometimes I don’t know if I say shit or think it,” Cobalt sighed.

“It doesn’t matter which if you’re talking to me,” I shrugged at him. “Or Teal.”

I didn’t need to say the quiet part aloud.

It was exhausting to talk to anyone who wasn’t one of us.

I loved our family and would take several machine gun rounds for our parents and siblings and extended family but they exhausted me.

Always talking or having to direct the communication at them.

They were never in sync with us. So it took extra effort to communicate things that I could say with a look or a breath to Cobalt or Teal.

“The only other time it’s worth it is in situations like this,” Cobalt said as the car’s wings lifted and we stepped out.

The night was warm and muggy. A cloud of gnats flew around the parking lot as if they were gossiping in a circle.

I glanced up at the stars but they blurred by when Cobalt grabbed my hand, entwined our fingers, and dragged me into the Garner’s Grocery.

Inside the store was brightly lit and all the light blue shelves were equipped with lights that glowed, illuminating the items in stock. The whole place smelled like someone spilled a fruit salad meant for a giant’s family reunion.

“Maybe they should just have the party here,” my dragon chimed in, his wolf-shaped ears turning this way and that listening for anyone who might mutter anything about a lime or a coconut.

Neither of them was native to London but folks loved their tropical drinks.

“Pineapples are better. They’re not native but pineapple is better than coconuts in drinks. Now when it comes to chocolate….”