Chapter 20 - Persephone


    I’m still not sold on this whole guards thing. It seems weird to me, but who am I to argue with the ways


    of Bloodmoon? They have their reasons for doing things this way, so whatever. While I read over the


    six profiles on the screens, my contemtion was interrupted by Dove.


    “Thirty-four missed text messages from The Boys group text. Would you like to respond?” Dove


    questioned as the screens rearranged tobine two profiles into one disy and brought up a string


    of text messages.


    I furrowed my brow as I looked at the text message thread. I only really know Kurt of those involved in


    the thread. I’ve met Tanner and Collin during the war, but that doesn’t mean I’m overly close to them


    like I am with Kurt. And I’ve only met David and Mikali briefly today. But based on what I’ve just read,


    these males are as big of gossip queens as André. I arched an eyebrow at Jonathan, who was running


    his hand over his face in frustration.


    “I am sorry you even had to read that….” He sighed.


    “Your friends are gossip queens.” I rolled my eyes. “Dove, reply to the group text,” Imanded, but


    the bird didn’t react.


    “Um, it only answers my voicemands,” Jonathan exined.


    “Well, that’s at least oneyer of security.” I shrugged.


    I could certainly understand that necessity. Jonathan is the keeper of the knowledge of Bloodmoon,


    Silvercloud Industrial, and possibly Kinsley. So if Dove can ess any of that data, it would be prudent


    to ensure only Jonathan can ess it. And while I’m his mate, we have only known that for less than a


    day, so he couldn’t have added me to all his possible security protocols. He still hasn’t told me what


    scanning me outside added me to.


    “Dove, reply to the group chat with a message provided by Persephone Fayte,” Jonathan instructed.


    “Replying to The Boys group text. What is your message Persephone Fayte?” Dove’s eyes lit up as it


    tilted its head in my direction. So weird and so fucking cool.


    “Are you gossip queens STILL talking? - This is Persephone btw. So unless you want graphic details


    about his dick get back to your mates and children, dumbasses.” I provided my response.


    Jonathan leaned on the workstationughing, saying something about pea pods.


    “Message sent,” Dove announced.


    “Are you going to be okay over there?” I asked, poking Jonathan’s side.


    I shivered at the spark that shot through me when my finger pressed against his bare skin. I should


    avoid skin-to-skin contact if I want to remain focused. I hate that I’m bing one of those people.


    The person I said I’d never be. The person that lets the bond and intense attraction to my mate


    interrupt my concentration and ability to do my job. I don’t want to be one of those people. And I know if


    I keep touching him, I will want to jump him.


    ‘Again.’ Sara chuckled.


    ‘Excuse me?’ I furrowed my brow.


    ‘Jump him again. Let’s not forget that you literally climbed his dick. You couldn’t even wait to get into


    the bunker or get on the ground to fuck him.’ Sara taunted.


    ‘Go away.’ I grumbled, not needing her to remind me how wanton I behaved.


    “Yeah… sorry, I’ll be fine. For years before you came to Bloodmoon, I’ve heard from everyone who met


    you in Incubi that I was constantly told there was a hot female version of me.” Jonathan exined as


    he got hisughter under control.


    “A hot? Which one of those fuckwads was calling me that?” I arched my eyebrow, nodding to the


    screen with the group chat that suddenly no one was replying.


    “None of them in the chat. Tanner, Collin, and Kurt wouldn’t call anyone but their mates hot. But some


    of the unmated wolves that came back had some things to say. Which reminds me….” He exined,


    turning his attention to Dove.


    “Dove, put in my calendar to make an unannounced visit to Austin Shelton.” He instructed.


    “Calendar updated for earliest avability. Visit Austin Shelton Friday at 9 pm.” Dove announced as the


    monitor had the text switched to Jonathan’s calendar.


    Holy shit, his schedule is packed. Oddly the days before today, nothing in his schedule involved going


    to Silvercloud HQ. But every weekday from today forward has a slot of 8 am - 5 pm marked as Work w/


    Persephone Fayte. I was about to ask if he even had free time, and then I realized the bulk of his


    calendar was cked out for inventing.


    “So, will you have to pencil in dates and sex? Not sure your calendar has the avability for a social


    life.” I taunted him.


    “My calendar is flexible. Most of what’s there is me blocking out time for inventing, which means


    anyone with ess to my calendar knows to leave me alone.” He shrugged. “Trust me. There will be


    plenty of time for sex and dates if you want them. And sex shouldn’t be scheduled.” He wrinkled his


    nose, and it was my turn tough.


    “Okay… as long as you aren’t going to have Dove schedule ‘sex’ into your calendar.” Iughed,


    shaking my head.


    “Yeah, that’s not going to happen. Plus, I don’t need the others knowing that level of detail.” He


    snickered, shaking his head.


    I blinked as I realized that somehow, during our banter, we’d moved closer. Not just closer, I’d turned to


    lean against the workstation, and Jonathan’s muscr arms caged me. Our bodies were pressed so


    close I could feel him getting hard under his shorts, and I’m sure he could feel my nipples hardening.


    My heartbeat quickened as I gripped the workstation to stop myself from wrapping my arms around him


    and climbing on him again. Shit being close like this is intoxicating.


    That urge was stronger as his eyes locked on mine, and the amber seemed to glow as it swirled in his


    eyes. Staring into his eyes is dangerous. They are hypnotic. And it’s like his form of hypnotism is trying


    to turn me into a nymphomaniac. Unconsciously I licked my lips, and his eyes tracked the movement of


    my tongue with a growl that made my clit perk to attention. Damn him and his sexiness.


    “New message from Logan Kinsley,” Dove announced, breaking the spell as we jumped apart.


    I winced as my back hit the edge of the table. Jonathan winced because I identally stomped on his


    foot. While it’s probably for the best that we got interrupted, it was still annoying.


    “Fuck even when not here, and he cockblocks.” Jonathan grumbled as he moved to be next to me.


    “Yeah…” I agreed as I found a stool and sat down.


    “What is the message?” Jonathan sighed.


    “Take a break from fucking long enough to stop BLOCKING me in the pack link!” An exact copy of


    Logan’s voice echoed in the bunker.


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    “That’s freaky. Why would you have Dove sound like Logan?” I asked. “And why would you block your


    Alpha in the pack link?”


    “I didn’t. I don’t think. I told you I made Dove in my sleep. There’s a lot I don’t know about Dove.”


    Jonathan shrugged. “And, of course, I was blocking him. Thest thing I want as a voice in my head


    while having sex is Logan’s.” He snorted.


    “Okay, that’s a very valid reason.” I conceded, shuddering at the idea of if we were in Incubi and Alec


    was trying to speak to me in the link.


    I cocked my head as I watched his eyes ze ever so slightly. He’smunicating with Logan. I wish I


    knew what they were talking about, but I’m sure he’ll fill me in when he’s done. While they had their


    mind link, I looked at the profiles again. Some rather interesting abilities these Bloodmoon wolves


    possess.


    However, one of them struck me as oddpared to the others. Rohan Rock shows his stats as


    unmated. Why would an unmated male be on the list when everyone else is mated? He seemed to


    check the other boxes based on his gifts, fitting the stealth aspect of the role as Jonathan described.


    He’s also not a newly-shifted wolf nor someone too old. Though being unmated was the only thing that


    made his profile stand apart. It shows his job is Silvercloud Industrial Security.


    “Anyone standing out that you want to know more about? Anything not in the pack member profile?”


    Jonathan’s voice jarred me out of my contemtion.


    “Um, well, this Rohan stands out. What were the query criteria you gave Dove?” I asked, pointing to


    Rohan’s profile.


    “I don’t know why he’s on the list. Maybe Dove has a glitch. I outlined my query for mated warriors, gifts


    that lend themselves to physical strength or stealth, and under forty.” Jonathan’s brow furrowed as he


    looked at the screen.


    “Yeah, I did find it odd you’d select an unmated male, at least for as long as I’m unmarked.” I nodded.


    “Unlike the other candidates, he works for you at Silvercloud HQ in the security department.” I pointed


    out.


    “Hmm… still don’t know why Dove would include him.” Jonathan frowned. “I’ll have to look into that


    deeper. There’s a lot about Dove I need to take a deeper look at.”


    “Well, I’ll be happy to help you with that.” I offered with a smile. “What did your Alpha want?” I asked,


    changing the subject.


    “To tell me if I mark you before you’ve at least finished a month of your internship, I’m kibble. And that


    your family is going to be here in a week.” He shrugged though thest part was a little quieter.


    “A month? Why?” I questioned before the second sentence registered. “What does he define as my


    family? Like Crista ising or….” I was suddenly terrified at the idea.


    If by family Logan means the D’Amore family, then the highest-ranked members of the Sicilian packs


    would all descend upon Bloodmoon. And worse, Jonathan would be their target. I don’t know what that


    would mean. I know how Alec has treated boys in the pack that has flirted with me. Jonathan isn’t some


    boy I want to leave me alone. Jonathan is my mate and, therefore, the only male I don’t want to stay


    away from me. Or they are alling because they want to pay back every time I annoyed them and


    interrupted them from gettingid.