Race to Destiny

by Jana Leigh

  “This is gonna be one hell of a life with her,” Eric whispered and rolled her between them, both men kissed her briefly, and they fell into a dreamless sleep.

  Chapter Seventeen

  They all three knew that Cami wouldn’t wait much longer for them to arrive for the meeting. They were already thirty minutes late and lucky the little Alpha hadn't barged into their bedroom. The meeting had already been delayed from last night to this morning so they could rest. They headed down the path to the main house and entered through the same patio doors Cat had led them out of earlier the day before. When they entered, Jax was there to greet them and show them where the meeting was being held.

  Everyone turned to greet them as they entered and Cami narrowed her eyes at them. "It's about damn time. You are late and we have business to discuss.” She sniffed indignantly. "I am willing to excuse you because I can see you mated. Congratulations. Mia? You are okay?"

  Mia blushed and said, "Yes, Cam. I am fine."

  Cami looked her over carefully and then nodded. "Okay, boys and girls. Time to chat. Everyone sit."

  Orfeo took the head chair with Tripp and Cat on either side of him. Cami and Jaden sat at the other end of the long table. Everyone else sat with their mates in between them, Jo and Cloe smiled and leaned back to watch the show. Orfeo nodded to Cami, obviously, the Alphas were going to run the meeting, and he was fine with that.

  Cami stood and said, "First things first.” She turned to face Mia, Striker, and Eric. "What you three don't know is that Mia is part of the Senate. Our seer saw that she is the human representative. Now, as her mates, you are part as well."

  Mia opened her mouth to say something but couldn't seem to speak. She turned to look at both her men and they seemed just as surprised. Mia looked at the others sitting at the table and saw they all had known and were smiling in welcome at her. "This can't be,” she whispered. "How can I be part of the Senate? You all do so much and have so many abilities, how will I be of help?"

  "Now, Mia, don't think that way. You are going to be a big help. Make no mistake. You are a member of this Senate,” Cami said firmly. "We also have to deal with the threat against us. It seems Roarke is going to try to take down the Senate before it can be built. We cannot let that happen. This fucker needs to go down.” Cami slammed her hand down hard onto the table. Everyone jumped except for Jo, Cloe, and their mates, they were used to the bloodthirsty side of their Alpha female.

  Jaden stood and put his arm around Cami, trying to calm her. He looked at all of them. "Stop scaring the straights, dear. We need to tighten security here, which is being done. We have also spoke extensively with the Chosen and we agree we cannot just hole up and wait for another attack. We must go on the offensive."

  Orfeo nodded and said, "I agree. I will not be a sitting duck. I want to rid ourselves of this threat once and for all."

  "Agreed,” Jaden said. "The best way to do that is to find out where they are."

  Cami turned to Mia. "You said you had information. Will any of it help us in this?"

  Mia thought about what she had heard while in Roarke's employ then she nodded. "Yes, I believe I do have some good information. I know where he has some men stashed and how he works."

  "Good. Let's get some maps and begin to work on this. I want to raise an attack against the Rogues and soon,” Jaden announced.

  "Agreed,” Orfeo answered.

  "I will go get the maps,” Tripp said and he left the room.

  "Tell us what you know,” Orfeo said to Mia.

  Mia began to fill them in on all she had heard while in Roarke's employ. She had only been there a short time, but she had been smart and kept her eyes and ears open. Now that she no longer felt threatened or traumatized, she could clearly recall most of it.

  They all worked through the day, stopping only to eat lunch and then they continued. They poured over maps and communicated with the Chosen over conference calls to coordinate plans. Everyone was ready to start an offensive attack against the Rogues and start wiping them out.

  Mia showed them all she knew, telling them where different houses or buildings were located that were owned by Roarke. The Chosen sent Enforcers out to recon the areas and scout for signs of Rogues. Orfeo worked with Drago, Striker's father, to coordinate scouts to head out to different European locations. No one was taking any chances. They wanted good information and then they would plan a strike.

  At the end of the day, everyone was tired and they all met for a nice dinner in the large dining hall in the main house. Afterwards, the men went to have brandy in Orfeo's office while the women had wine in the sitting room.

  “Oh my God, I never thought they would leave us alone,” Cami said and looked at the women in the room and looked serious for a minute. “Now we need to do a ritual, so all of you are now in the Bitches Pack, it is a requirement to hang with us.”

  “Really, Cami, Cat is pregnant,” Jo scoffed.

  “Yeah, well she is the designated walker for us, so suck it up. She can still drink grape juice and get high on life with us,” Cami said.

  Cloe snorted. “Ladies, welcome to our hell dealing with her, but for once she is right. We have this little clubish thing we have going on. Ii is a good idea since all of you are surrounded by testosterone. Once every few weeks, and on special occasions, we have a ‘girls only night’. This is where the guys HAVE to leave you alone, and take care of all the shit we do. In other words, you need to hold meetings for the club so the guys get used to it, or they will totally suck you in. This is the place to bitch, complain, and plan things that your men will usually smile and placate you. You are the real leaders of the Clan, and it is time that they knew it.”

  “Right,” Cami said and popped opened a bottle of their finest wine. “I hope that because this is awesome wine the hangover will be better tomorrow, but whatever.”

  The girls laughed and Cat crossed her arms across her chest. “Why was I not told of this before, I mean come on, now I am knocked up and have to sit here and be the voice of reason.”

  Cami smiled. “Hey, we have all been there, just get ready cause drink or not, this is gonna be a fun night for all. Trust me.”

  Mia relaxed and looked around the room at the ladies she would be friends with, she could only hope that Cami’s relationship with her Council would be the same here. She loved the feel of the close-knit group they built. When she was in their compound, Mia had felt safe; they had made sure they showed her the security. Since they arrived late, and she was exhausted, Mia had not had a chance to look. It was something she would rectify. If they were so determined to get her, then they will be on their way now. They Council need to be ready.

  “Stand up, ladies.” Jo clapped and Mia looked at the wine glasses lined up. At the end was a glass of juice for Cat who grumpily stood and positioned herself in front of the glass.

  “Cloe, Jo, if you please,” Cami said formally and the three ladies stood in front of them holding boxes, there were more sitting off to the side as well.

  “In the tradition of the New Council Pack’s Bitches, we extend our group to you,” Cami said.

  “We live by a code, one that we are sure you will uphold.” Jo grinned.

  “Bitches standing together leading the masses into a new age,” Cloe said.

  “We look for Alpha females who will lead with a firm hand, and an open heart,” Jo said.

  “Repeat after me,” Cami said firmly. “I ‘state your name’.”

  The women repeated and the girls laughed.

  “I promise to not allow my men to run over me.” Cami paused and allowed them to repeat. “I promise to set an example to the women in the compound,” she said firmly and then waited. “I promise to allow my friends to help me when I need it.”

  Mia was grinning at the formality of Cami and the others.

  “Finally, I promise to attend the meetings when they are called, produce food and wine for who needs it, and kick whichever mate’s ass that fucked up. Hold the
hair of our friends when they are puking, and keep a case of water in each woman’s room with a hangover remedy standing by. In addition, create mayhem when needed with the men so they don’t get too complacent around here,” Cami finished and waited. They laughed and held up their glasses and then emptied them.

  “Accept these gift from us to you, we have one for every woman who our Seer has seen, and we hope that soon you will be complete.” Cloe grinned. She opened a box and handed it to Cat who laughed. Mia was given one from Jo who kissed her cheek. When she opened the box, she burst out laughing. It was a gold chain with a silver and gold charm hanging down. The charm was a gold circle with a silver bullet in the middle of it. The inscription read: Senate Bitches Protect. At the top of the bullet was a diamond that sparkled.

  Cami let out a war cry and began to hand the bottles around the room, and then went to the door and called for the food to be brought in. Mia looked at the spread in wonder, they certainly knew how to throw a party, and she was gonna love this if the Senate ladies continued the tradition, which from the looks on Jax, Cat, and Fredi’s faces was inevitable.

  *****

  “Should we be afraid?” Eric whispered when they heard the cry.

  “Fuck ya,” Jaden said and shook his head and looked at his friends. Darien and Tey were shaking their heads already. “When Cami and the girls get into a closed room together—someone is coming out wasted. And they always have some fuckin’ plan up their sleeves that seems to work even though it is totally scary. Usually one of them are in danger. We have to drink as well to prepare ourselves. Orfeo, where is the beer.”

  Eric and Striker looked at one another and groaned. This was going to suck, they thought.

  *****

  “Who let the dogs out?” Cami crowed and laughed as Jo turned in circles chasing her gorgeous white tail.

  They were well into their drunken state as Mia looked around the room at the group of women. Cloe had Jax in the corner of the room with a gun, showing her how to shoot out the window. The men had pounded on the door at the first shot. Darien begging his mate not to shoot anyone or create a gaping hole in the house, which earned a good laugh from the women.

  Jo had shifted with Fredi who romped around the room until they needed a drink. Fredi was barking at her sister and rolling on the ground apparently laughing. Cat was yelling encouragement to the group as they continued to be out of control. Then there was Mia and Cami who had begun singing into a candlestick for entertainment, standing on the chairs and dancing.

  The wine had gone down only by one case; there were four more sitting in the corner. “Wait,” Cami called and held up her hand. “Shift, bitches, it is time to show these ladies how we plan. Cloe, put the gun away for now, we may need it though.”

  Jo shifted and pouted. “But I almost caught it this time,” and fell into the chair laughing.

  “Shut up,” Cami laughed. Once all of them were in their seats, snacking and glasses full again, Cami leaned forward. “Now let’s put on our thinking hats, girls. We know the men are going to plan an attack. Which means we will be in charge of the compound while they are gone. I am pretty sure we can come up with some things to help. Of course, they will all leave the Enforcers, and Warriors. Therefore, we can use them. But Mia is the one they want right now. We know it is because of your weird, freaky blood. Regardless, they won’t get you.”

  Mia shrugged and laughed. “Hell no, I will shoot them all in the nuts if they get close.”

  “Good girl,” Cloe said and held up her glass.

  Jax fell off her chair as she tried to hand the gun to Mia. “Oops, sorry, Mi...Ma…”

  “No probs,” Mia waved her hand, grabbed the gun off the floor, and held up it. “Watch,” she said, stood, and weaved her way to the window on her un-cooperating legs. She opened the window and closed one eye, hoping to clear her vision. She saw the tree she wanted to shoot. Mia squeezed the trigger and they all heard the howl. Open looked in surprise as the others ran for the window. Cloe pushed her way through.

  “Ass shot, he will live.” Cloe smirked as they watched men running for their fallen friend. “Hey, sorry ‘bout that but, dude, really? You couldn’t hear her cocking the gun. DUH, wolf hearing. Walk it off.”

  She turned and grinned. “Pussy.”

  The women laughed and went back to their meeting. The whole incident earned them another round of pounding at the door by their mates, but they only just talked louder. By the end of the meeting they had a plan that was gonna drive their men nuts, but it would work, Cloe, Jo, and Cami assured them. It involved a slingshot, a tube of glue, and raw meat. They all had no problems with the plan, it sounded reasonable at the time.

  *****

  The men waited and grumbled, so far they had to take a man to the clinic where Darien helped remove the bullet from their Enforcer’s ass, and then had to give him a raise to even continue to guard the females. Orfeo had demanded Cat open the door, since she was only one who was sober. Then he got pissed when she took a picture of all of them flipping off the phone camera and grinning, and sent it to all their phones.

  That set off Darien, Tey, and Jaden explaining what they were in store for now that their women had been turned to the dark side. Eric and Striker joined the others in the exclamation of horror of what the group had done in Milliken.

  “Hey, you lost control, now you just have to manage them. As their numbers grow, the worse it will be. I would expect at least one fire and more of your Enforcers being shot. I would increase their salary now.” Jaden laughed.

  “No, my mate will listen when I spank that ass,” Orfeo said smugly and the Milliken boys rolled on the floor laughing and gasping for air. “What?”

  “Good luck with that.” Darien howled.

  Hours later when the doors opened and they were allowed to collect their mates, it was Cat who ordered them to take the women to their rooms, and she handed out a vial with orders to mix it will her coffee in the morning. Orfeo made one demand and got slapped down, which caused all of them to laugh again.

  Chapter Eighteen

  Mia woke with a pounding in her head. She moaned as she rolled over and her stomach seemed to protest. She threw an arm over her eyes, as the sun in the room was too much for her. She heard two chuckles from the side of the bed and cracked one eye open to see her men looking down at her.

  "Good morning, love. How are you feeling this morning?” Striker said in a hushed voice.

  Mia curled her lip at him and said, "Just peachy, thanks. Can I please have some water?"

  Eric lifted his hand and she saw he had brought her a glass. As she reached out to get it, sitting up slowly, he also handed her a couple of aspirins. "I thought these might help as well,” he said just as quietly.

  Mia grunted. "Thanks.” She took the pills and then downed the glass of water, setting it on the bedside table. "I need a shower,” she said as she went to get up.

  "Do you want me to fix you something to eat?” Eric asked.

  Mia stopped at the end of the bed, standing there gloriously naked, both her men perusing her body thoroughly as she said, "Just some toast maybe and coffee, lots of coffee."

  Eric laughed and said, "Coming right up."

  "How about if I help you shower?” Striker asked her as he followed her into the bathroom.

  Mia glanced over her shoulder and smiled. "That might be nice."

  Eric paused and looked over his shoulder and smiled. “After the shower,” he laughed and went into the bathroom instead.

  Striker bent and swooped her into his arms and stalked to the bathroom. “I can’t wait to take this ass.”

  She looked up at him in surprise. “Oh,” she said, never thinking her ass was that sexy.

  “Don’t worry, I will take care of you,” he said and set her on her feet and then she was in front of Eric who was already standing in the shower. Oh my, she thought, this was going to be a freaking awesome shower.

  Striker stepped behind her and they had her
between them. “Let’s enjoy this, shall we.”

  Striker stepped closer and slid his already hard cock between her thighs, her inner walls tightened and she felt her pussy craving them.

  “Ready to take this to a new level?” Eric whispered and she moaned and nodded. Her hangover dissipating as she felt both men’s arousal through their connection. Her love flowed through them all. The shower was huge and gave them plenty of room to move. She smiled when both of them made sure they took care of her with their wandering hands. Getting the soap lathered, they began to wash her. She smiled and grabbed the soap and helped them as well.

  It was Striker who gather a lot of soap and turned her a little so her back was fully to him, he smoothed the bubbles over her ass and when she felt his thumb press against the tight muscle ring she stood on her tiptoes and squealed.

  “Easy, baby,” he whispered and she relaxed.

  They both worked her body nice and easy, Eric in the front and Striker in the back, she was panting after a few minutes as her body craved the connection to be re-established once again. It was as if they hadn’t even made love the day before. Her emotions were swirling around all of them, and then she felt Striker pushing one finger, then two into her rear hole. Shit, she could probably come from that alone, she thought. Striker stretched her; the sensation actually was enjoyable and she was soon pushing back against him as he pumped two then three fingers into her.

  “Ready, baby?” Striker said and she nodded. “Crawl up Eric’s body for me.”

  She nodded and laughed at Eric’s eyebrows wiggling. He held out his arms and she practically jumped up to get there quicker. She gasped when he impaled her onto his shaft slowly but with determination.

  Striker came up and caressed her ass again and she moaned. “Easy, just give me a minute,” he said and she nodded.

  She felt him push his fingers in slowly until her ass was pulsing for him and he withdrew, the warm water flowed around them, and she took a deep breath. Striker pushed his thick cock against her ass. She felt him pop through the first ring, she signed, the initial bite of pain eased, and she relaxed, then as he slid against Eric’s cock, she groaned. The friction was amazing.