His plump mate (Rebel and Austin) by Buchanan novel Chapter 570

Kaia POV

“Sinclair, I think I figured it out. Check behind me.” I said.

“Which enhancement did you figure out?”

“The drain or gain function,” I said.

“Let’s get a plant and test it,” she replied.

“Don’t you want to check the configurations first?”

She laughed. “What do you think I’m doing? Besides, I need to stretch my legs. We have been at it for hours.”

She’s right. Four hours working on this enhancement today. We have been at it all week. This particular enhancement has been in the works for a while. We have one more to go after this one, but we don’t even know where to begin. It’s going to take some precision.

The last three months have been crazy but peaceful. No issues. No attacks. Just work and cuddling with my two favorite guys, Isaiah and Titan. Titan is a ball of cuteness. Isaiah is like a little kid, playing with his son. The squealing and laughter from those two warms my heart every day.

The council has helped fill in some of the warrior vacancies. Aric and Niall have been busy getting everyone up to speed. Isaiah and I have jumped in to help. It’s been great for me, because I’ve lost the pregnancy weight, even though Isaiah wanted me to keep some of it because he liked the extra squeeze.

He’s still insatiable. Still keeping that list. Still making me scream his name at night. It’s been fucking bliss.

Sinclair is the only one who worries me. On the outside, she acts like she is okay. But when she thinks no one is watching her, I see her look at Aric and Poppy with longing. I know she keeps denying that she isn’t ready for a mate, but I am not stupid. She’s feeling lonely. She goes back and forth between Blackstone and Ironclaw and works herself tirelessly. I truly think it’s because she wants to exhaust herself to a point where she passes out at night without feeling lonely in her bed.

“Okay, are we ready to test?” Sinclair said happily.

I smiled. “Steady, aim, and fire, when ready, girlie.”

She aims our tool at the planter at the far end and fires our tool. It wilts the plant. “Great. Drain works. Now for the gain,” Sinclair said.

She turns a knob on the device and fires at the plant again. It looks like the plant is trying to regenerate, but doesn’t reach the original set point.

“It’s progress. Drain works. The gain functionality needs additional tweaking. I think we can get it resolved by the end of the week,” Sinclair determined.

“I hope so. We still have to make it smaller,” I said.

“I was thinking we make it like a glove,” Sinclair said.

I laughed. “Are you trying to sci-fi this tool?”

She chuckled. “Think about it. If it can be worn like a glove, then your hands are still free to fight. What’s coming is going to be a big deal, right?”

I smirked. “Yeah, a big fucking deal. Free hands for combat make a difference. Let’s call Thalia and see what she thinks about the idea.”

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