29. KC

Chapter 29

KC

Y es, I did just do that. Damn straight, I did. Even though they were fairly quiet thanks to our shifter senses, we knew exactly what they were doing. And it was torturing the rest of us.

None of us are jealous. It's just we got stuff to discuss. Beck and Ivy finally emerge from his room. Thank the goddess they took a shower first. Cree as promised, made lasagna, fresh garlic bread, salads, and three cream pies. He said he wasn't sure which one she would like the most. Poor bastard's got it bad, but then again, we all do.

Ivy walks into the living area, and the moan she lets out goes straight to my dick. "Oh my Gods, it smells amazing in here. Cree you made all this? By yourself?"

Cree puffs up like a fucking peacock. "Yes I did. I promised you lasagna with fresh garlic bread, and dessert. I didn't know which cream pie you would like, so I made three."

Ivy walks up to him as he puts the last pie on the table. She pulls him to her and kisses him.

"Get a room," Neo teases.

"Nooo! We don't have time for that," I growl.

Cree grins and starts down the hallway, dragging Ivy. "Don't worry, King. I don't want my first time with our mate to be rushed."

We all take our seats and pass around the different dishes. I have to give it to Cree, he did a damn good job on dinner. The man was born to cook.

Once we're done with dinner, we take our slices of pie to the giant L-shaped leather couch in front of the big screen TV. Ivy snuggles up to Cree and I can't help but be amazed at how much food she put away, and still has three pieces of pie because she said she wanted to try all of them.

"Ok, start talking. How does your car drive itself?" I ask.

She's finishing up the last couple bites when all the sudden, she drops her fork, and grabs her head. We're all up out of our spots crowding her. She's quiet for a moment, then says, "I'm ok, but back the fuck up. Give me some air for a minute, please."

We all oblige and step back, but stay within a few steps of her. She gets a far away look on her face for a moment then a look of shock. Then she turns the cutest shade of pink I think I've ever seen.

She stands up, walks over to Cree, bites him right over his left nipple. "Oh fuck!" he practically yells rubbing his chest. Then she walks over to DJ and does the same, getting the same reaction.

Neo ever the smart ass steps up and asks, "Where's mi… oh fuck." Mid-sentence, she bites him too.

"Ivy, what are you doing?" I can't help but ask.

"We need to complete the bond and we need to do it now," she says as she rips her shirt off over her head. Oh fuck.

Beck and I stand and watch as the other guys step up, crowding her. "This isn't how it works," I say, as they all sink their teeth into parts of her neck and shoulder. Two bite her on her collarbone in the front and two on the back of her on the meaty part of her shoulder. It's like a choreographed bite dance.

The moment they all pull back, every one of us drops to one knee, including Ivy. A round of holy fucks goes out, including from myself. "Ok… maybe it does work that way," I say, as I stand up because the bond just snapped into place for all of us.

We bicker back-and-forth out loud and in our heads. This is going to take some serious getting used to. Finally, I can't wait any longer. "Ok Ivy, why did you do that? It's not… proper."

"Because I know where Stanley is and I was told to complete our bond or… I don't know why, but they told me I had to."

We all step back, half falling in our spots on the big couch.

The two geeks of the group start questioning her. "How do you know where he is? Where is he?" they ask in surround sound.

I can see she's getting frustrated, so I stand up and bark, which is something I rarely do. "Shut the fuck up and let her talk."

Just like that, the room goes silent. Ivy rubs her head. "Long story short because we don't have time. I got an invitation the other day to join a specialized guild. If I accepted, they would send me an assignment. My first assignment was or is Stanley. They told me he's the one that killed my parents. I didn't understand at the time they were talking about my biological parents, too. Well, they just sent me a message telling me where he is. He won't be there long and that I had to complete the bond before we went. So I did it. Now can we go get the motherfucker." She jumps out of her seat, throws her shirt back on, and makes her way to the door.

My brothers and I all look at each other for a moment. Clearly, we're all lost.

"Are you assholes coming or am I doing this myself?" she asks as she grabs her leather jacket.

I do the only reasonable thing I can. "You heard her. Let's ride."

We all scramble, throwing on our gear. Colors last of course. We never ride without them. By the time we get to our bikes, Ivy's already straddled hers and is waiting for us. We quickly mount up but then Beck hops off and puts his helmet back when the car starts and revs its engine as we stare.

"Guess Kira wants to tag along," he chuckles as he walks to the car. The driver's door pops open as he gets close. "Alright, bossy girl. I'm coming."

One of these days, someone's going to tell me what is up with that fucking car. But first, Stanley.