Page 19 of Shadowed Spirits

“She’s in your room with Bishop and Luca,” Archer informs me from where he’s lying on my sectional. “The mage was pretty pissed at her when they went in there right after you left. And I didn’t bring anything dressy with me.”

I’m not surprised Bishop was livid with Izzy. From his perspective, she recklessly gambled with angering a powerful being as likely to kill her as laugh with her. While I knew Hades wouldn’t hurt her, neither Izzy nor Bishop knew that. I just hope he calmed down a little before talking to her.

I give the pup a nod. “I’ll go check on them and grab you some clothes when I change.”

Archer looks at me skeptically. “Hate to break it to you, big boy, but I’m not going to fit into your clothes. You’re almost as ripped as Luca and a few inches taller than me.”

I vastly prefer being calleddemon eyestobig boy. Resisting the urge to roll my eyes at the young wolf, I tell him, “I’m aware. I can use my magic to make my clothes fit you. I assume I’ll have to do the same for the alpha and mage.”

“Ohhh,” Archer draws out. “That makes a ton more sense.”

Shaking my head at him, I prowl toward my bedroom. Pushing the door open, I come to a stop when I see my little raven sleeping peacefully between her mage and alpha wolf. I ease the door closed behind me to keep from waking her up. Izzy rarely looks at peace when she’s awake, so it’s very tempting to let her sleep. Unfortunately, we have dinner to get to.

“Is there something you need, Levi?” Bishop whispers from his spot behind Izzy. Jealousy that he gets to hold her against his chest flares in my gut, but I squash it down. She’ll never be only mine, so I can’t be green with envy anytime her other mates touch her.

I let out a quiet breath to stuff my jealousy back in the dark hole in my mind. “It’s half an hour until dinner. We all need to get dressed. I assume you and the alpha wolf didn’t bring any dress clothes with you, so you can borrow some of mine.” I turn away from them and walk to my large walnut dresser in the corner to begin changing.

Behind me, I hear Luca start to rouse her. “Wildcat, it’s time to wake up. Open those beautiful gray eyes for me.”

“Luca?” she asks groggily.

“Yeah, Izzy. I’m right here. Bishop’s behind you.”

“Evenin’, sweetheart.” The mage’s voice is deeper than usual, like he fell asleep with our mate. I don’t blame him. Holding Izzy is one of the most calming experiences I’ve ever had.

I’m pulling out my undershirt and white button-down when Izzy groans. “Fuck. I didn’t mean to fall asleep. How long have I been out?”

“A couple hours,” I call over my shoulder.

She squeaks in surprise behind me. “Levi?”

Turning to face her without putting on my shirt, I give her a gentle smile. “Hey, little raven. Have a good nap?” My chin lifts in pride with how she struggles to tear her gaze from my chest and abs.

Her cheeks turn bright red, and she ducks her head while giving me a small nod. My eyebrows raise as I wonder what they did while I was gone that has her blushing like that.

Now that her gaze isn’t on me, I turn around to quickly change into my suit pants and dress shirt. While I’m putting on my belt, I face Izzy and see her clambering out of my bed. The mage and alpha wolf are both watching her with their hands outstretched, ready to catch her if she falls. She doesn’t notice as she straightens up.

With her hands on her hips, Izzy raises her eyebrows at me. “So, what am I supposed to wear to Seph’s dinner?”

I wander over to perch on the dresser in front of my bed to be closer to her. “Anything dressy is fine. That dress you packed would work well.”

“Well, since that’s the only remotely nice outfit I have with me, it kinda has to work.” Izzy digs through her backpack before pulling out a black, flowy dress. Bundling it with a few other things from her backpack that I can’t see, she heads to my attached bathroom.

Bishop steps in her path and wraps an arm around her back to hold her to him. “Hey, sweetheart, I have a quick question for you before you change.”

She has to tilt her head all the way back to look the mage in the eye since she’s so much shorter than all of us. “Yeah, what’s up?”

“When you’ve stayed the night, do you wear panties under my shirt when we sleep?” I can’t see her face from this angle, but I do see her freeze at Bishop’s question. I go completely still as I wait for her answer, struggling to get the image of her without underwear out of my mind. After a long moment, she gives him a slight shake of her head. He chuckles darkly. “Mm, good to know. Since you’re so comfortable sleeping without them, leave them off when you sleep in bed with us from now on.”

She gasps. “What? No.”

“I wasn’t asking, sweetheart. We don’t have time for you to argue with me. Go get dressed before I decide to punish you again and you have to explain to Seph why we’re late. Don’t forget to grab your panties from Levi’s floor before you put your little dress on.” The mage lets Izzy go, and I catch a glimpse of her flushed cheeks as she hurries into the en suite, ignoring the mage’s directions to retrieve her underwear. Scanning the room, I finally spot her purple panties sitting on top of her jeans by my bed.

Now I have a hard-on, thinking about Izzy bare under her baggy shirt. It would be so easy for me to bend her over my bed and pound into her until she’s begging me to stop. Shaking my head, I try to clear it of all the ways I want to fuck her.

I know I’m not the only one picturing sliding into Izzy when I see the mage adjust himself before he pulls back on his jeans. Heading back to my wardrobe, I throw a shirt and pants at the wolf and mage before heading out to the main room to give the pup his outfit. The three of them manage to get dressed and have me size their clothes before Izzy’s ready.

We’re only waiting a minute or two before she emerges in her black dress that floats around her thighs and her whiteConverse. Placing my hand on the small of her back, I guide her out of my suite and toward our private dining room, hoping my family reins in their weirdness, so as not to scare my mate.

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