Thalia POV
“FUCK, PAPI!” I cried out, collapsing on Aiden.
We are both breathing heavy, and he has a huge smile on his face. He kisses the top of my head. “We are definitely doing that again. You were sexy as fuck, Mojito.”
My body is still humming as I snuggle up to Aiden. “I’m glad I’m on birth control for now. Four pups, two that shift and two that float. I just want to enjoy my mate for a while and raise the four we have now. At least until this war passes.”
“We have thirteen months. I have no idea what Julian is up to, but we are doing everything we can to be prepared.”
“It helps that we were able to bring down the councilman who helped Heath. Sinclair found him quickly.”
“Yeah, it cut off another lifeline for Julian. So we know he doesn’t have a tool being built.”
“At least not by Heath,” I said.
My phone rings beside me, and I move to answer it. “Hello?”
“Tally!” Kaia said happily. “We made progress today. We need to tweak the configurations a little more, but then we are going to shrink the device.”
I sat up. Aiden caresses my back as he sits up with me. He moves my hair out of the way and kisses my shoulder.
“That’s great. How long before you figure out the rest of the optimizations?”
Sinclair said in the background, “By the end of the week.”
“Great!”
“Sinclair thought about shrinking the device, too. How do you feel about a glove?”
“A glove?”
“Yeah. Sinclair brought up a great point. Better to have both hands for combat. Make the device a glove.”
I smiled as I looked back at Aiden, who had a silly grin on his face.
‘I’m thinking ‘Ironman’. That’s a cool idea,’ he said in the mind-link.
“I want one for each hand,” I said. “Aiden likes the idea, too.”
“I want one for each hand, too,” he pouted.
I bit my bottom lip as he pouted. His eyes darkened. Mmm…
“Oh! By the way, Sinclair, can you be back by the end of the week? Adrian is coming back, and we are throwing him a welcome party,” I said.
“Sure! I’ll be there. How is he doing?”
“He seems ready for a change,” I said honestly.
“I feel that,” Kaia said. “Sometimes, the hardest moments of our lives make for the sweetest and best times of our lives.”
“When did you become poetic?” I laughed.
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