Page 25 of Mama

“Go, I will need Xavier’s help, I’m afraid,” I tell him.

He nods and makes the leap out of the nest look graceful and easy. He disappears from sight, but it’s his shocked exclamation that has my own heart racing.

“Maxsim, what are you doing?” Echo sounds panicked, so I press my watch.

“Xavier, I need you.” I need to get out of this pit and see what he’s doing. If he’s destroying my room as payback, I’m going to open a can of whoop ass on him.

Within seconds, Xavier appears in front of me, teleporting the moment he heard me. He’s breathing heavily and pushing his hair back from his face.

“Holy fuck, that worked.” He looks around, grabbing at his body. “And I’m in one piece.”

Oh my God. He was at the galaxy ship in space. He just teleported himself over a huge distance. He told me he couldn’t do that.

“Are you okay?” I ask, and he waves me off.

“Yes, fine, what is so urgent?” he asks, looking around at the pit, his eyebrows furrowed in confusion. “Lila, why are you in Echo’s nap nest?”

I wave my hand at him. “Never mind that. Get me up there.” I point to the top, and a smile starts to spread across his face as he realizes my predicament, but I smack him before it gets too big. “Laugh later, I need to be up there.”

He grabs my hand, and within the blink of an eye, I’m top side. I spin, trying to find Echo and Maxsim, and when I do, it’s my turn to feel confused.

“What is he doing?” I ask Echo.

Maxsim is on the sofa with his legs spread, his hand is under his loincloth, and he looks to be giving himself a hand job.

“What the fuck is happening here?” Xavier demands, looking from me to Echo.

“Lila, what was the last thing you said to Maxsim?” Echo asks, grabbing my arm.

“I told him to go fuck him—oh!” We stare at the angry, sexually frustrated alpha.

“Yes, your whisperer powers must have kicked in because you were pissed off. You need to tell him to stop.” Echo sounds almost desperate as he watches his mate with helpless eyes.

“Oh, I don’t know, this is quite amusing.” I chuckle, but even Xavier is giving me a disappointed look.

“Fine.” I huff out a sigh. “Maxsim, stop fucking yourself.” We wait, but nothing happens. He’s still going to town on his erection, snarling and growling, his hips thrusting mindlessly.

“Lila, try harder,” Echo begs, and I feel guilty. I don’t want the pretty omega to be upset.

“Maxsim, stop!” My voice changes again, and Maxsim’s furious masturbation comes to a stop. He looks down and yanks his hand from underneath his loincloth. Maxsim looks around the room, appearing slightly confused, until he gets to me.

“You. I’ll kill you. Nobody controls me.” He lunges at me with his claws unsheathed, his eyes full of murder.

I scream and place my hand in front of my belly, trying to protect my babies.

“Oh, no you don’t.” Xavier jumps between us and grabs Maxsim. They both disappear, leaving Echo and me alone in the quiet living area.

“Fuck, that’s going to be a real problem, isn’t it?” My voice is a little shaky, and Echo nods.

“Yes. He hates you already, so this is not going to make things any easier.”

Echo

Lila steps over to the sofa, and I don’t miss the wobble in it, so I hurry over, taking her arm and helping her down. While I was worried about my mate, I also can’t help worrying about the pretty Earth girl. My cock was trying to bust out of its sheath the entire time I had her snuggled in my arms. It was all I could do not to strip off her panties from that wet, slick filled pussy before begging her to lock me. She doesn’t realize it now, but whenever she is around me or Maxsim, or even just our scent like in the nest, her body bounces between alpha and omega traits.

I’ve tried to talk to her about all this, and she has been stubbornly difficult, but she can’t ignore it anymore. I’m going to force her to talk about it. She’s severely lacking in knowledge, and that makes her dangerous. We’re lucky she only told Maxsim to go fuck himself. If she said something like hold your breath or take a leap, well, my mate could very well end up dead. The two of them are so antagonistic to one another, I don’t doubt it would eventually happen.

“Lila, we need to talk about this,” I tell her once she’s seated. I drop down at her feet, resting my head on her lap, and she absently strokes my hair. I’ve realized that if I give her the opportunity to care for me, she grabs hold of it just like the alpha I know she can be.

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