Page 15 of The Baby Hex (Mori’s Mementos #2)

Mori

“Preston, what the fuck is going on?” I asked over our twin link. “I really want a cup of coffee or a pillow, but I can’t have either because someone blew out a kitchen window. You’re covered in knicks and when the medics get here, they’re going to be picking shards of glass out of you forever.”

“I’m fine,” Preston shrugged off my worries. “Seriously. Bear flubber. It catches everything. I’m just mad that I didn’t get to finish my sandwich.”

“Who’s after you?” Crilus broke the spoken silence.

“No one’s after me. I’m a nobody,” Preston shrugged off the question as Pierce came into the living room.

Crilus’s already racing heart skipped a beat and for a microsecond I was envy incarnate.

Then I remembered what Dern told me about their future first born child.

I wasn’t so jealous of that little fact.

Pierce’s intense gaze landed on his mate and Crilus blushed before crossing the room to hug the vampire.

My wolf breathed a sigh of relief as the newly met mates embraced but it was short lived.

After the latest broken window, I was eighty percent sure someone was after my brother.

“Did you find anything, Pierce?” Creon asked when the mates parted from the hug.

“Somone meant to break that window,” Pierce said.

“I have reason to think that they meant to harm Preston or at the very least scare him. There was a nose print -human form- on the window. Someone had their face pressed up against the glass watching you. Maybe watching you and Crilus.” He wrapped a protective arm around my cousin’s waist as he said this.

“But they waited until you were alone to do anything.” Pierce met Preston’s gaze.

“Medics,” a voice called from the kitchen and Pierce turned on his heels to meet them.

Crilus pressed his lips together as the warmth of his mate left his side. I bit the inside of my cheek. Floria or not. I was envy incarnate. I was ready for a headache if that’s what meeting my true-mate brought on.

“I don’t---” Preston started but I shook my head.

“Maybe it’s someone you don’t realize is an enemy,” I said. “Maybe it’s something to do with our parents. They did ban the use of exploding bullets within the territory. That probably pissed off some folks even if we all voted on the issue and….”

“What about who you were arguing with on the phone right before I came downstairs earlier?” Crilus cut into the conversation, his arms crossed over his chest and his knee bouncing as if Preston was hiding a murder weapon.

“That wasn’t---” Preston started but stopped. “I don’t have to explain myself to anyone.”

“You do---” Crilus started but Creon stood and put a hand on his son’s shoulder to silence him.

“You’re right. You don’t owe us an explanation. Short of you committing an act of violence against someone there is no excuse for anyone doing this to you,” Creon said. “Only we can’t help if we don’t know who we’re helping you against.”

“It’s not—”

“Medics,” Pierce said, the door between the kitchen and living room swinging open a second before he stepped through followed by two giant dragon shifters wearing the dark blue uniforms of the Moonscale Emergency Medical Squad.

The taller one stayed by Pierce as the slightly shorter one with blonde hair went toward Preston.

A drop of blood dripped from my brother’s cheek where glass still pierced his skin.

I bit my lip and looked away. I should’ve insisted on helping him clean up.

I could’ve started removing the glass myself but ---

“Mori, stop it! You’re giving me a headache! Can I get some privacy?” Preston grunted. “Maybe someone can go pick up some fries or something. Some place has to be open all night, right? Since the kitchen is now glass flavored and all.”

“Preston, I will get you fries but you have to tell me what’s going on,” I said switching over to our twin link.

I didn’t want to argue in front of the medics.

I didn’t want Medwin to pick our argument up and call our parents.

We weren’t kids to herd anymore but our parents never received that memo.

“I’m fine. I don’t know why someone tried to pelt me with a dead bird, okay?”

“Dead bird?”

“Let’s give him some privacy,” the taller medic said, and I bit my lip.

I could argue with him. I could keep my butt planted on the sofa and refuse to move.

I could swoon and have to stay where I was because I was so exhausted from whatever magic Dern put in that damn tea.

The last one might’ve actually happened if I didn’t get some sleep soon.

“Do you need some help, Mori?” Pierce asked and I frowned.

Yeah. I needed help. A truth serum but I accepted Pierce’s hand and let him help me out of the living room.

I should’ve gone back to bed. It would’ve served Preston right but when it came to my twin right and wrong didn’t matter.

Whoever tried to hurt him would soon be dead meat.

As much as I hated the thought of my goddaughter coming to Moonscale London after the two attacks tonight it was time to call Teddy and Ni.

I might just need the muscle and Teddy had no qualms with showing assholes what karma was.

Twenty minutes later, Ni promised me over the phone that Teddy would be on his way as soon as he finished eating. He and Zinnia would stay in Dern’s old house – our current home – so that the baby wasn’t in the line of the next explosion.