inhibonshuns down a little, and she made booboo a little. They are uh, sleeping off the magic, well after they did an ahwshum strip teasle for us."
Quin growled and then put the phone on speaker. They had already heard Cami, so they were pulling on their shoes and getting ready to go.
"Give Jean Paul back the phone," he ordered and Cami laughed.
"Sir, I would drive them home, but Cloe said we should wait until we have medical personnel available. We don't have any in town right now," the wolf said a little panicked.
"We’re on our way,” he said brusquely and hung up the phone then dialed it again. "Lev, I need a favor."
Chapter 7
Quin and the other men walked into the restaurant and cringed. They could hear their mates in the back room; thank the gods that Margie and Rodger closed the place for the night. By the sounds of it, the mates were having too good of a time. Then there were the screams of pain.
Darien and Teagan shot around him, running to the back room to get to their mate. She was clearly in labor, if the cussing was an indication.
"So, your mate is a little wild huh?” Lev smirked. He ran the sirens the whole way here.
After Quinn had him pull some strings and let the local force know, they were coming into town fast. They made great time. Of course, it took five cars to get all the men here.
None of them would stay behind. It was kinda funny.
Quin turned and growled at him, and Lev took a step back. "Sorry man."
"No, it’s my fault; I never should have let her out of my sight," Quinn said and stomped to the back room.
It was hilarious, Lev thought, and watched as the men poured into the room to get their mates. Cami and Jo were on the long table dancing with the Enforcers, who had apparently woken up again and were still blasted with Fae power. They were going to be pissed when they woke up tomorrow.
Jaden pulled his mate down and laughed when she began to flail in surprise. The woman was completely toasted. Devon and Sid found Casey in the corner talking to a plant. She had an empty glass in her hand and was asking for a refill.
The women put Cloe on the end of the table with table cloths around her. She was panting, and when her mates got close, she grabbed them each by the front of their shirt, pulled them close to her face, and yelled, "Bastards. I swear if you don't get me some drugs right now, you will be castrated by morning."
Reggie and Levi found Ruby under the table with Jordan laughing hysterically at a book.
Romy and Larkin pulled their mate out and were surprised when she pointed to the page and asked if they could do the position that the book described.
Bama was singing badly in her native tongue with a microphone on the small stage in the corner that should have been a dance floor. They all winced when she yelled over the loud speaker. "Hey, you bastardos what are you doing here? Ladies night!"
Skye wandered in through the door leading to what he assumed was the bathroom and announced. "I need snacks, where the hell is the kitchen Truby?"
Kira, Lacy, and Trinity were helping Cloe; they had gotten wet clothes for her head and were trying to help her find a focal point. Of course, they were all looking at her like they were terrified. And as their mates drew closer, they heard them all say that they were not sure that giving birth was a good idea.
Lev stood in the doorway, holding his hand to his mouth as he saw the Enforcers he brought drag the others off the table and throw them their clothes. He wondered how it could get so far out of hand. Then he was thrown against the wall.
A small gorgeous woman pinned the tall man to the wall and looked up at him. "Oh, the pretty man is my mate," she smiled and then laughed. "Look, I can fly you to my hotel, and we can fuck like bunnies all night."
Lev looked at the woman in shock as translucent wings popped out of her back. What the hell? He thought, and then looked around for someone to help him.
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