Page 10 of Infiltrated

“I declare to you that woman must not depend upon the protection of man, but must be taught to protect herself, and there I take my stand.”

—Susan B. Anthony

“Take my stand. I like that, but can I add “and give my first punch” to that?”-Charlie

Luca

We didn’t realizeshe would be here tonight until we saw her bike fly by us on the road. It’s the first time we have seen her since last week. But I have a feeling that unless she wanted to be found, she wouldn’t be. We walked into the club and noticed her immediately. Shit, she was hard to miss even with the lights low to protect identities. The light banter at her booth just allowed me to study her features a bit more. Dimitri, for all his bluster and stand-offish attitude, couldn’t stop talking about her this entire week, and I was ready to throat-punch him. Seeing her tonight will be a blessing and a curse for us.

When we sat down, we saw a riveting woman walk toward us, and when Ellie introduced her as her bonded, I felt deflated. I don’t think we imagined the sparks but stranger things have happened. But when she went to introduce herself to us, electricity sparked then too, before she snatched her hands back. I looked at her curiously. She was beautiful, her hair tossed in a just fucked type of look. She was a little lighter in coloring compared to Ellie, but had the same curves. What was most striking about her was her eyes, two different colors but not only that, they were filled with a brightness, she must be the more easy going of the two but something told me she would be more fiery when provoked, because you wouldn’t see her coming. When the electricity between us hit, I groaned inwardly…things just became a lot harder.

Etienne

Ellie’s ability topick up on my powers put me on edge. There was something more about her but I couldn’t put my finger on it. I continued to observe her, feeling like if I stared hard enough I would be able to figure out what made her tick. She was hiding something, I was sure of it, but I just couldn’t figure it out. Despite her comments about my staring, I just couldn’t stop. It wasn’t in my nature, it was my job. I picked up on body language and scents of lies, but no matter what, I couldn’t figure her out. It was frustrating.

I was disrupted from my thoughts as Pixie came back to the table to give us new beers. She was captivating in her green robe and some glittery shit on her face. The club was dark, our booth was no exception but from what I could see, she was magnificent. I found myself excited to see her dance. Not much interests me these days, and I’m not sure I liked the feeling.

I noticed Ellie coming around the booth and what she was wearing barely registered. It was like it was painted on her. How do these two women possibly throw me off and captivate me at the same time? All thoughts ceased as Ellie picked up Pixie and set her on the edge of the table to devour her mouth, making her claim clear. The small moans from their kissing went straight to my dick, and I don’t think I had ever been harder.

Dante

Fuck,Ellie slipped her hands into Pixie’s panties and was working her over in the dark. We couldn’t see much but from my position, I knew Ellie’s hand was gone, and Pixie was moaning a lot harder into her mouth. All I wanted to do was take her place, and put my face between her thighs to taste her. When she came, Ellie caught her screams and helped her off the table to the side. She then whispered in her ear and made a show of licking her fingers clean. Now, I just wanted Ellie’s fucking pouty lips on my dick.

Ellie came back around and started to light her shots and I just couldn’t help myself, I had to lean in to catch the scent of arousal around her.

“That, princess, was fucking sexy,” I said hoarsely. She raised an eyebrow and replied, “I am not a princess.” Then took all ten shots back to back.Fuck me sideways.

“I think I met my soulmate,” I said with a smile. I wasn’t kidding though. We have noticed the bonding sparks between us and the four of us have been putting off the conversation. I’m just not sure how much longer we were going to be able to do that. I didn’t want to wait. People in the Magick Community married for power, for connections, and often times, they never truly find their bonded. My parents were like that. Hell, all of our parents were like that. Luca’s parents, even more so. But I didn’t want that. I wanted love, to be wanted, and to be trusted beyond the trust I have with my brothers. I yearned for it. We will have to talk about this soon, because we cannot deny it any longer. I won’t let them.

I heard Luca whisper in Ellie’s ear right before Pixie started dancing. “There is something strange about you, little one, and I’m going to figure it out. In fact, let's make it a game. One I plan to win.” I looked at him but he wouldn’t meet my gaze. What the fuck was that about.

Dimitri

I hadno idea how she could sit there and watch Pixie dance, and I said as much. I understood your bonded wasn’t your property per se, but I just don’t think I could ever let mine dance for a room, full of horny high class society fuckers. As I looked at Pixie dance, I was completely taken with her, it was hard not to be. However, when she took Ellie to the stage for a lap dance, it was over for me. The control I had over my anger was quickly fading. I could not bear to see either of them in front of this crowd. I had to leave before the dance was done, before I dragged them off the stage and hid them from everyone’s gaze. I was done. I got up quickly and my brothers followed behind me, the darkness hiding our exit.

Luca

As we stepped outside followingDimitri, he held up a finger and we headed to the parking lot in the back of the club.

“I couldn’t take it anymore, I could not see them dance for those sons of bitches,” Dimitri growled.

He was calm to a certain point but he always had a current of anger flowing though him, it’s what made him the most lethal in our group.

“Yeah, I see what you mean, but I’m not sure why it bothers you that much, not like they are ours,” I reply, at least not yet, but I keep that to myself.

“Cut the bullshit, you all saw the sparks happen more than once. We could have pretended the first time was a fluke but it's been happening all night. They are meant to be ours. I’m not even sure how it works. I have never seen a bonded pair bond to someone else, but I don’t give a flying fuck. Luca, you studied the same shit we studied, you know what purple sparks mean. This is far from normal, and we just can’t walk away from that,” Dante said as he paced back and forth, running his hands through his hair.

“The purple streaks were considered a myth, “Etienne snapped. “Something is up with those two. Something more,” he continued, waving his hands in the air. “We have a mission to complete and then recruitment for the incoming Shadows. We don’t have time to sit around and figure this shit out.”

As Etienne spoke, we listened. He rarely ever lost control and he looked very put off. I know he doesn’t like unsolved mysteries and these women were exactly that, not to mention the stress and pressure from the Council to find the fucking vigilante. This entire week, we kept getting the same run around, the castes wouldn’t help, they protected this person, hell, they revered them. All the cameras pulled were clean, no proof. It’s like the vigilante was a ghost. There was no trail, no slip up.

“Okay, so what do you suggest? You’re saying there is something more about them, in what way?” I said, genuinely intrigued.

“Well, for one”—he started to tick the numbers on his fingers—“in the bars, she is loved, but she’s a well-known fighter too. Two, people warn to avoid getting on her bad side. That alone makes me wonder how she gained those skills. No one gains that reputation through rumors alone, no, she had to have been seen by quite a few people for that. Three, remember that her aim and skill with the darts was incredible, we have never seen anything like that before. Not to mention, Luca, you still can’t pick up on her powers, and I’ll bet you couldn’t pick up on Pixie’s either as they are bonded,” he finished.

“So what? We draw them out? Fight them to gauge their skill? Dude, this isn’t a fucking movie where we can hurt them. Dammit guys, they are meant to be ours now. We are going to beat the shit out of them to test their powers? Are you kidding me?” Dante yelled in frustration.

“I see the merit in the plan, we also don’t have to do much, just go in at twenty percent and see what they can do. I agree that something is a little off. Hell, as well-known as Ellie is, she may even have information we can use to find this vigilante, and I have a feeling she just won't talk to us openly. We go in soft just to test them out and use what we know as leverage?” I asked. Something about that doesn’t sit right with me, I also have a feeling Ellie seems the type to say fuck leverage and put sugar in our gas tank as a giant fuck you.

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