Partner

Ibbles. So here it is. My game wasn't working. I got bored. There was nothing to watch. Etc etc. My paragraphs are still really long.

And all I'm thinking is. Where the hell is the sex. *sigh* Paw's out for the night, if you call recall what mint and ginger tea does to him.

It seems that I am still in need of a beta. Unless the email didn't go through or something but. Yeah. Working under the assumption that I still need a beta for Bond Mates. If it was going onto AFF I would go to the beta forum.

Enjoy it.

Sequel ... 'explodes' soon. The idea of not writing Mik and Paw constantly makes me kind of sad. But it will be good for me. As yesterday I attempted to write Mik for another main character of mine. Over and over and over.

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It was several hours later when Mik interrupted the Sidhe’s quiet. Both babies had begun fussing about and Mik knew that the babies needed feeding more often than the adults did. Four or five times a day, feeding. So Mik went about carefully selecting the kinds of food that the children could eat. He gave Essuan’s baby a banana and the mesa gurgled delightedly before attempting to stuff the entire thing in his mouth.

Paw’s baby was another issue. It was only when Mik turned towards Paw to take the small plate of food to the second mesa, that he noticed the pattern. Males close to Paw, youngsters, including Lillow and Violet, and then females on the outside. To get to Paw, Mik had to go through the women, who had proven to be more dangerous than most of the males, then through the youngsters. Who had power. Then through the males. Who were larger than he was and had seen enough battles to easily gut a people. A ring of protection.

Protect Paw from people? Or protect Paw from the Sidhe standing about outside? Mik shifted forward just a bit and the female standing closest to him shifted away, giving him room to move forward. The Sidhe parted and allowed Mik to walk up to Paw. A strawberry, banana, grapes, orange. Piece of chicken breast. Their mesa had an odd obsession with the chicken. So Mik gave the mesa a small piece of the chicken and it chewed heartily on the meat.

Paw’s focus shifted, he moved from one side to the other and then straightened. His eyes moved around. Over his lap, to the mesa and then up to Mik. Bleary eyed, Paw let out a small sound. Mik sat on the wood and offered the plate to Paw.

“Mi?” Paw murmured.

“Hullo,” Mik responded quietly, “It’s been a few hours. Sidhe have collected outside. We’re assuming that. That.” he had to say it or Paw might not understand properly, “that Whisper is dead. It appears that the Valeasans bombed the forest where we think Whisper has been heading. We think that may have been the cause of his death. Galt ordered out units, that’s military groups who are specially trained in opps projects. He wanted all the Sidhe outside collected. Four units, the entire unit, have been lost. Three Sidhe lost and one was seriously injured and left for dead. We’ve collected that one and put him in the infirmary. The units have been called off.

“Fourteen drones, the grey flying things, have been destroyed. Four news stations have been bought, the others have had their films destroyed. We need to come public about the program before some smart ass lets it slip online. The Valeasans have caught wind of the Sidhe around here. They are threatening war on us. Mari is on two phones at once and I’ve had to run the whole bit. Koln’s been running the downstairs for us, keeping the partners from up here and he’s collected blankets from other apartments, he’s suggesting that perhaps you all would prefer to sleep together. In our living room.

“So the partners are making up a few nests downstairs and keeping an eye on the news.”

“Whisper…” Paw frowned at Mik, as if he didn’t hear the rest of the conversation. Paw lifted a hand as if to ask Mik to slow down, “Whisper cannot die.”

“Then the male who was Whisper is dead and the new Whisper has yet to declare his intent. Or himself. On that note,” Mik murmured, leaning forward and giving Paw’s temple a kiss, “I am so very glad you survived, little one.”

“Survived?”

“You were a candidate…”

Paw chewed his bottom lip for a moment, “right. Oh. Right. Uhm. What was rest of… Ehm. Bad stuff. Bad stuff. Hurt one. Essuan,” the woman leapt at her name and looked around the room, bewildered until her eyes fell on Paw, “male in infirmary, make Koln take Essuan to that place and see to male. Leave mesa with Souse. Sidhe go away now. Yes. Whisper deal with Sidhe, Whisper has told them to go away so off they go. Sidhe cluster like that across lands. Mm. Round candidates. Is fine. Whisper under control now. What Mi say about Valeasan? Those north of imaginary line?”

“They bombed the forest over where we, the program, thought that Whisper was headed to. We think that may have been the cause of his death. Mari gave him at least another week.”

“Mm. Bring map, show where on map bomb and where on map think Whisper goes.”

“I’ll grab a laptop, it will be easier. With pictures of the land and all that, okay. I’ll be right back. I’ll make certain Koln takes Essuan to the infirmary as well. Is there anything you want Paw?”

Paw looked down, as if thinking, then sighed out, “tea. Ginger and mint. Honey in it?”

“Sure,” Mik murmured, giving Paw’s forehead one more kiss before retreating to the downstairs.

He sent Taln running for a laptop. Edno had ginger and mint tea waiting and warm. Mik added some honey to the tea and explained quickly to Koln about Essuan’s task, then left the healer with the man and took the laptop from Taln and the tea from Edno and headed back up the steps. He passed the tea to Paw and opened the laptop, starting up the machine as Paw shifted once more.

“Nest downstairs?” Paw murmured to Mik.

“A few of them, yes, I’m guessing that Koln was thinking of sleeping in groups of three or four. Comfort and such.”

“Mm,” Paw sipped the tea and peered at the laptop’s screen.

Mik clicked up the maps quickly and showed Paw where the Valeasan’s bombed and the plotted course that the program had created for Whisper. This included several ground level pictures of the damages and of local features.

“Auh. Valeasans did it,” Paw muttered, sighing out, “Whisper has declared war on those responsible. Will not have it. Others eager to take up war. This one is tired,” another sip of the tea, “so tired.”

Mik heard the bits and frowned, then he sighed and wondered how to word it, “where is Whisper?”

“Mm,” Paw murmured, downing the last of his tea before handing the cup back to Mik.

“Paw.”

“Paw not Whisper,” Paw responded.

“Auhi Whisper,” Hohi muttered, seeming confused, “who Auhi?”

He carefully schooled his features and closed the laptop. The others would realise soon enough, Mik wasn’t about to tell them all before Paw was ready. He kissed Paw’s head once more and promised to be back. He went downstairs and snatched the phone that Edno held out for him.

“You’ve called him Auhi in the past,” Mari said calmly to Mik as the man walked out of the apartment.

“Yes,” Mik responded into the phone, changing it from one ear to the other. He glanced behind him to see if anyone was by the apartment door, “his real name is Auhi and he is Whisper. And that is not a joke. Mari, he’s just declared war on any involved. Not on the Valeasans. I think we have a mole. How else could the Valeasans know which part of the expansive forest to bomb?”

“A mole. Would explain the pokes we’ve been experiencing recently. Let me look into it. And Mik?”

“Yes?”

“Whatever it is you are doing, to get this insight? Keep it up. We are going to need you in the next few months.”



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