"At the cost of our pride." Trisha’s voice was flat. "And our pride is already in pieces on the floor of that content studio, so I’d say we’re getting it cheap."
Brittany pressed her face into her knees. Her shoulders shook once, then again, and Trisha reached over and put a hand on the back of her neck and held it there.
"I hate this," Brittany whispered.
"I know."
"I hate her."
"I know."
Brittany lifted her head. Her face was swollen and her eyes were raw and she looked at the phone on the floor between them like it was a loaded weapon.
She picked it up and dialed.
...
Nyx’s phone buzzed against her hip. She pulled it out, glanced at the screen, and answered without straightening from the railing.
"We accept," Trisha’s voice said. Tight. Cold. The sound of a woman swallowing glass.
"And Trisha?"
Silence.
"Smart choice. We begin in an hour. You’re to arrive by then. I’ll notify the guild to let you in."
The line went dead. Nyx slipped the phone back into her pocket.
She looked at the stars for another moment, then turned and went inside.
The room was dark and close and smelled like the aftermath of people who’d fought a war and bathed together. Bodies occupied the bed in the sprawling, graceless arrangement of a group that had collapsed into sleep without negotiation.
Luna had migrated to the center at some point, because Luna always migrated to the center, and she was curled against Kaiden’s left side with her face buried in his shoulder and one leg thrown across his hip with territorial precision. Aria had claimed his right arm and was using his bicep as a pillow, her silver hair fanned across him, her breathing slow and even.
Calypso was draped across the foot of the bed like a cat that had grown to human proportions, her tail curled around one of Kaiden’s ankles. Bastet had somehow ended up perpendicular to everyone else, her head on Calypso’s stomach, her ears twitching in her sleep.
Nyx stood in the doorway and surveyed the situation with the calm assessment of a woman who’d done this before.
Then she got to work.
Luna first. Nyx slid both hands under her and lifted with the practiced care of someone relocating a sleeping predator. She growled in her sleep, a low rumble that vibrated through Nyx’s wrists, but she didn’t wake. Nyx deposited her gently beside Bastet, and Luna immediately rolled into the new heat and hooked an arm around the cat girl’s waist.
Aria was harder, clinging to Kaiden’s arm like her life depended on it even in her sleep. She relented eventually, which said a lot about how exhausted she was. ’This chick is a true yandere...’ Nyx giggled as she eased Aria into the pile of softly breathing girls.
Nyx slipped into the bed beside Kaiden, now having him all to herself.
She fit against him the way she always did, pressing into his side, her leg sliding along his, her arm draping across his stomach. He was heated from sleep and from the women who’d been piled on him. The warmth soaked into her cold limbs and she let out a breath she’d been holding since the phone call ended.
Here, in the dark, against him, she could be small.
She lay there for a minute, just breathing, her cheek against his shoulder and her palm resting on the flat plane of his stomach. His heartbeat was slow and steady under her ear. The girls breathed around them in the soft, overlapping rhythms of deep sleep.
The woman who’d just called two A-tier fighters loose women to their faces kissed the underside of Kaiden’s jaw, soft and lingering, and felt the tension in her loosen.
"Kaiden," she whispered against him.
Nothing.
She kissed the corner of his jaw, then the hollow below his ear, her mouth unhurried. Her touch drifted across his stomach, lower with each pass.
"Kaiden." Softer now. She felt guilty about it, which was absurd, because five minutes ago she’d been the cruelest person on this mountain, and now she was feeling bad about disturbing her boyfriend’s well-deserved sleep.
He stirred. A low sound from deep in him, more vibration than voice, and his arm came around her on instinct before his eyes opened.
"Mm."


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