Page 49 of Last Resort

They sailed around the island and made it back to the dock near the village. When they were back on dry land, they headed into the main village and went for some snacks. The ones they had brought with them had been consumed, and she was hungry.

They got a seat at the open-air restaurant and were still there when the other teams were coming back, looking extremely worse for wear.

Poppy smiled. “They look rough. Oh, hey. Mickey is with Sityr.”

“She must be the replacement for Forza.”

“Well, Mickey is physically fit. Really fit. I am sure she did pretty well in the ocean challenges.”

“She’s the only one who doesn’t look like old seaweed.” Breen chuckled.

Mickey did look really perky in the Sityr dive suit. The zipper was down far enough to see the black glyph on white skin. Mickey waved at her, and Poppy waved back.

This competition had turned out to be entertaining after all.

Chapter Nine

Estrya clapped herhands and got all of the eyes on her. “Ladies and gentlemen, alphas, betas, and omegas, oh, and one delta. There you are, you little dickens.” One of the Tiberia team blushed. “We have gathered here tonight to applaud you for your efforts today and hope you can keep it up tomorrow. For tonight, enjoy dinner and some lovely local music with a few clips from previous days of the competition.”

The sun was barely setting when a huge screen was set up for projection. Poppy felt something in the air, and then she heard, “Poppop!”

“Oh, shit.” Poppy stood up and looked around when she heard the slap of little feet and caught the small projectile. “Hey, Terro.”

She looked around and saw Amby. She mouthed,Call Jane.

Amby grabbed a phone and started dialling. A thumbs-up made Poppy relax. “Well, Terro, you came so far.”

He scrunched his shoulders and giggled. Amby brought over a glass of something with a straw in it. “Here you go, Terro. Coconut water.”

The sudden slurping through the straw was cute, and Terro’s eyes got wide as Myro and Breen stood up. Myro smiled. “A challenge for your affections?”

“No, he was first in my heart. I used to babysit him when Orla wasn’t available. We all took turns with this little guy, and he was a fun challenge. Jane referred to him as a training baby for us. She didn’t know about the pasty-skin thing; she just thought I was a beta, but this little fella can see the truth of things.”

He finished his drink with a smack of his lips and smiled. “Done.”

Amby smiled and took the cup back. “His dad will be here in a few minutes. He had to get dressed.”

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