campus.”
Troy shoved his hands in his pockets as he followed X up the ramp to the back of the garage. They rounded the corner and there she was. Man, he loved that car. She just made his little heart go pitter patter. Shit, he should put an adapter on the waffle maker so he and Ev could just live in the Vette full time. “I feel you. You get a rain check? Assumin’ she really had a class.”
X picked up a screwdriver and opened the paint. “Doesn’t matter. I won’t be asking again. Not sure why I wanted to get involved in all that female shit in the first place.”
Troy thought back to all of his partner’s lectures about Evy and chuckled. He’d heard all that before. Hell, he’d lived it.
X gave a low whistle. “Look at that color.”
He clapped his camzah on the back. “Word.”
“Let’s get some more mixed.”
As they walked back through the gym Troy sensed Evy nearby, but she wasn’t down the back hallway settin’ up the shelter. She was with Helen in the surgical ward somewhere. That was weird. He hoped the kids were okay. Christian seemed to be a strong male, but Rory was young yet. For a moment, he thought about Patrick. If only they hadn’t been placed so far apart. That was the beginning of the end right there. Whether or not Rory phased, there was no way in hell he’d let anyone split those kids up. Period.
The closer Troy got to the opposite end of the compound’s main corridor, the faster his heart started to beat. His mate was nearby alright. His dick had been worse than a divining rod the last couple of days. Sure, he’d heard all the stories about how intense the call could be just after a mating, but this was hardcore. He’d practically mauled her at breakfast when she kissed him. He just couldn’t seem to leave her alone. It was like he had some kind of rogue boner. Luckily, she didn’t seem to mind. The even stranger thing was that he needed to know where she was like every second. And how she felt. He knew she could tell when he read her emotions, and that she minded. But he couldn’t stop himself. He glanced up at his partner. Not exactly the male you’d ask for mating advice. Suddenly, he realized he had stopped dead in the middle of the corridor.
X turned around. “You okay, bro?”
“Yeah. I’m just gonna have a cig before I head up.” Or eight.
Reyn looked across the desk at the youngest brother and sighed. “I think it’s a shitty idea, to be honest. We’ve never let any new brother out of his vow to his camzah , and sure as hell not this early on.”
James paced in front of him. Jesus, the male was almost unrecognizable. His wavy auburn hair was dyed jet black and he had enough metal in his face to start his own scrap business. Emphasis on the crap . If he was ever going to let a brother out of his camzah agreement it sure as hell wasn’t going to be a male who was pulling a total one-eighty. Fuck that.
“Ana doesn’t even have a mentor.”
“Look, Ana is Ana. She’s been a part of this war her whole life. You’ve been here all of a few months. Big difference.”
“Fine. Just pass me on to someone else then. The Induction ceremony is tomorrow night. I can’t—” The brother stopped short and dropped his gaze.
Reyn leaned across the desk. “I honestly wouldn’t have a problem with that, James. I just don’t have anyone who can take you on right now. Dimitri’s got Viktor. X has Troy. Diesel’s working his own way back. I wish I could help you out, but I don’t have the means. Not now, anyway.”
The male started to back his way out the door. “Yeah, okay. Thanks.”
“James?” Reyn stood up and watched him go. That went well. He shook his head and opened the door to his room. It was time for a break with his mate. Akina was in the sitting room on the floor in front of the fireplace. She seemed deep in thought. He was just about to quietly head back out when she spoke.
“Do not be so hard on yourself, Reyn. You cannot give him