Page 18 of Infiltrated

No, that was a lie, I knew they needed someone to appease the ever present weight of the Council in the city. I heard my father discussing it when I was younger. To him, the law enforcement was a way to show the people that they have a hand in their own protection, fostering a sense of community. If only they actually hired beyond the higher castes and that they weren’t pretentious fucks. People complain about the Shadows, but at least we showed up in all castes, these fuckers wouldn’t even do that.

“We call the Council, but knowing my father he will want us to report in person. So I say we skip the middleman and just go directly there,” I responded. The men grumbled but otherwise stayed silent. They understood the dynamics. I sighed and rubbed a hand across my face and pulled off from the curb.

Soon the city turned into forest and we approached the capital city. The over exaggerated opulence always pissed me off. Especially when you took in the status of the lower castes and how they were being taken care of, or not taken care of, in this case. I parked the car and we stepped out. “Well, let's get ready for this shit show,” I growled out.

“As long as I get to punch something I don’t care,” Dimitri grumbled.

Ignoring the other buildings, we strode straight to the Council building, ignoring everyone else. Here? It was dog eat dog, and we were on the top.

Dimitri

We arrivedat the Capital a few days ago and after being chewed out by the Council, we were told to stay for some bullshit version of a debrief. I wanted to be debriefed alright, by Charlie and Pixie. These days have left me with a burning need to just say fuck you to this stupid ass farce of a Council and get to the women who are meant to be ours. It was blatantly obvious, the sparks were indication enough, but from the moment we left, they have weighed heavily on our minds. I, for one, intended to sweep them up into my arms and kiss them senseless.Hopefully more.

“Can we fucking go now?” I asked, striding into the room Luca was sleeping in. We were in our apartment but after we were fully debriefed last night, I was ready to fucking go.

“Yeah, let's grab a few of our things and head out,” Luca responded sleepily.

Dante came to the room on my heels. “Dude, cover your fucking morning wood. Unless that meat stick is pointing us in the direction of the best asses I’ve ever seen, I’m not trying to stare at it.”

“You stupid fucks wouldn’t have to look at shit if you wouldn’t barge into my damn room,” Luca muttered. Still in bed.

“Or you can be like the French, and wear full suits to bed. In case we have to meet the Queen,” Etienne tossed in as he walked by the room, fully dressed, on his way to the kitchen. I shook my head and laughed, idiot.

“I’ll get packed, let’s fucking go back to our women, assholes!”

Charlie

It took a week,a motherfucking week for the men to text us that they were coming over shortly. They were lucky we took the day off.

Fuckers, at least we spent the week being productive, I thought as we went to take showers after another grueling training session. As it was, we had increased our physical training to help with the frustration thrumming through our bodies at not being around the guys. Which was ridiculously annoying enough.

“Were you able to finally get in contact with James?” I asked Pixie, pulling a towel off the warming rack and drying off. Pixie had been trying to get in contact with James to let him know that she would be leaving the club and focusing more on working from home.

“Yeah, he said to come by and get a few drinks whenever we want and that he will keep his ear to the ground for any drama in the castes.” She grinned, snatching the towel from me.

I rolled my eyes. “You two gossip more than the Golden Girls, I swear.” I tossed over my shoulder, walking into the room and toward the closet to get dressed.

“Accurate.” She walked in behind me, swatting my ass.

Laughing, I reached over to grab my phone to make sure the guys' names were on the list and threw on some blue jeans and a neon pink crop top, while Pixie threw on a stretch jean mini skirt and green crop top.

We took each other in.

“The good old distract and conquer routine?” Pixie laughed, walking to the kitchen to pull out a few pots and pans.

“You fucking know it,” I grumbled, taking out the ingredients for a simple Latin dinner.

“Why do you think it took them a week? Intel says they found out and left the scene after a couple of hours,” Pixie wondered out loud. We have been tossing back ideas all week but without hacking their phones and going full blown stalker on them, we just didn't know. It’s bad enough we both felt really down this week. Yeah, we had each other but we were slightly aching. We tried to avoid talking about what the reason was,triedbeing the key word.

“You know,” she started pointing the knife at me in between chopping peppers. “We are going to have to figure this purple ass connection out.”

I sighed and avoided rubbing my eyes while I dealt with cleaning the chicken in lime and vinegar, before rinsing it. “I know that, Pix, but we know what it meant for us. So can we try to ignore it for just a little longer?” I pleaded. She hummed in response, and I rolled my eyes.

We quickly made the Pollo Guisado, white rice, veggies and brought out some wine. It was a typical dinner but it felt like more. We may not have bonded with the men but our magick was not happy about that shit, and was taking it out on us like some fucking high school bully. Well magick, this isn’t some strange lifetime movie set in fifties, damnit, we had choices.

By the time the elevator dinged, Pixie and I were in the kitchen, one wine bottle down, dancing salsa, and laughing when we tried to sip from our glasses and spilled everywhere instead.

“Allow Entrance!” We said at the same time and kept dancing to the music blasting on the speakers. We laughed when the guys paused dumbstruck but laughed even harder when they split us up and started spinning us between them. Dante and Dimitri dipped and turned us perfectly right into Luca and Etienne, who didn’t miss a beat and finished off the song with an over the head hand turn and dip.

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