“Yeah,” Jackson spoke up. “I’ve decided to send Glenn with your team in case you run into an unforeseen problem. His tiger is even stronger than the Alpha’s bear. I want him to stand guard while you are all in the Alpha’s house. We don’t know what traps the Alpha may have set, and while all of you will be cloaked, that doesn’t prevent you from setting off an alarm.”
Dylon made a note on his plan before looking at Jackson. “I’ll need to brief him before we go.”
“He knows he has to see you first,” Jackson said.
“Okay…once that happens, we’ll be ready to go.”
Nodding, Jackson said, “Remy will be back soon.” Then, pausing for a moment, he continued, “Even though it would appear we have the advantage here, keep your head on a swivel. Whatever this Alpha is up to, I know one thing for sure—he’s devious and cruel. Theo and Norm can attest to that firsthand, and so can Theo’s parents. So, remember the goal here is to rescue two shifters who are being held…most likely against their will…not to start a war with a Ghost Bear Alpha. Understand?”
After receiving nods and murmured ‘yeses’ from Dylon’s team, Jackson said, “Good luck,” before turning and leaving the room.
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Alex sat on their bed, frowning, as Glenn changed his clothes. “I don’t see why I can’t go,” he said.
“It’s not safe,” Glenn growled, tugging up his jeans. “We’ll be in hostile territory…”
“Ghost Bears’ territory!” Alex injected. “Pfff…my dragon will eat them alive if they try anything. And besides, Wolf mate can cloak me like he’s gonna do to you. No one will even see me.”
Stepping into their closet, Glenn didn’t respond; he was too busy digging around for a clean t-shirt. Finally finding one, he walked out, pulling it over his head. Then he headed over to the bed and sat down next to his mate. “Buttercup,” he said, taking Alex’s hand in his, “Jackson would never agree for you to go…and while I know your dragon can even beat my tiger, Jackson doesn’t care about that. All he sees is an untrained Omega who is pregnant.”
“So if I were trained…”
Glenn closed his eyes for a second, cursing himself for the slip-up, before he realized maybe it wasn’t so bad after all. He lifted Alex’s hand to his lips and kissed it before saying, “Yes, if you were trained, I’m sure Jackson would see that your dragon could be very helpful on missions.”
Nodding eagerly, Alex said, “Then you have to train me…and Smokey and Ghost too! Don’t you and Smokey have to go to LA to interrogate the men Ghost has in custody? I can go with you, and Ghost can train me while you’re doing whatever you do to get info out of the bad dudes.”
“Before we do that, there are things you need to know first.”
“Okay…but I know a lot of stuff about spying already.”
“You do?” Glenn asked, smiling.
“Yup.”
“You were keeping a secret from me? Where did you learn about spying?”
Giggling, Alex said, “Movies…spy movies are my favorites. I must have seen every one ever made at least five times. See, I already know a lot.”
“Then maybe you can teach me a few things,” Glenn replied.
“You and Wolf mate. I can start now.”
“Unfortunately, the lessons will have to wait until tomorrow,” Glenn replied, slipping his feet into the boots he wore on missions. Then, he stood up and gazed down at his mate. “Get some sleep while we’re gone, buttercup. Tomorrow, spy school starts.”
Pouting, Alex said, “I’ll try, but it’ll be hard when neither of my mates is in bed with me.”
Leaning down, Glenn grasped Alex’s chin, lifting it until their eyes met. “We’ll be back soon, full of testosterone from battling badasses and needing a fuck like crazy. And while Wolf mate and me could fuck each other, it would be better for us if we fucked you instead.”
Alex’s cock grew hard at the image of his mates fucking him to slake their lust. “I could do that,” he said breathlessly.
Smirking, Glenn straightened up. “Thought so. Get some sleep, buttercup…you’re gonna need it.”
Listening to the tiny click of the door closing as Tiger mate left their bedroom, Alex fantasized for a moment, images of the three of them going wild exploding in his mind. Then, knowing Glenn was right about getting some rest, he slid under the covers, inhaling the scent of his two mates and, within minutes, was asleep.
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Wesley was finally dismissed after an hour of making drinks and serving the Alpha’s guests. As usual, it always amazed him how much liquor the Alpha could consume at these get-togethers without being affected by it; he was just as boisterous and aware of his surroundings at the end of the evening as he was at the beginning of it.