Surrender To Us, Our Luna (One Luna, Four Alphas) novel Chapter 21

Chapter 21: 21-All Sexy Outfits

Clementine:

"Okay, guys, listen," Yorick took the spotlight as soon as we entered the dorm room. He rushed in front of us and turned to face us. "This is our mission. Let’s go one by one, and focus on coming back alive. All five of us,"

I would’ve loved to agree with him, if only one of them wasn’t staring at me with a smirk on his lips.

"And I mean all five of us. Right, Clementine?" Yorick drawing attention to me made me square up, not to fight, just for the debate.

"Maybe tell yourself that. You Alphas have been on my back ever since I arrived," I said, and for the first time, they didn’t come at me for speaking my mind.

That wasn’t odd. I wasn’t a child.

They were doing it for the sake of the first mission. None of us really knew how much teamwork would matter once we were out there. So any help would be great.

"I’m not interested in speaking with her," Of course Haiden wasn’t. I didn’t care about him either. But unfortunately, the Moon Goddess thought I should.

I felt a different kind of vibe whenever he was in view now. And I blame the mate bond for it. But it won’t be an issue in the long run. Once two fated mates hate each other, they can disobey the pull of the mate bond and despise each other.

So once that bond cracks from our constant bickering and hate, I’ll finally be free of these feelings.

A knock on the door was all we needed to break the ice. Yorick rushed to check, thinking it must be a Lurker, and he was right. But the Lurker hadn’t come here to invite us to join him. He carried some bags as he walked in. Asking him any questions wouldn’t get us answers, so we silently watched him place the bags down and leave.

Once he was gone, Troy jumped up to check the bags.

"There’s a note," Troy said, showing it to us.

I remained behind while the three of them checked the bags. Ian didn’t seem too bothered either. He was staring at me.

Someone please give this man a job so he’ll leave me alone for once.

"Crusaders, these are some uniforms I’ve been preparing for my squad. I think I’ve perfected them. You can’t fight in shorts, can you? Please pick whichever suits your style and join me in the hall again after an hour—Your Ringleader, Rue."

Troy read the note, and that’s when Haiden and Yorick started fighting over a bag.

"There are four bags. Come on, pick any," Troy complained, watching the two huff and grunt, fixating on one bag for far too long before Yorick finally let it go.

Sometimes, Haiden reminded me of a child no one wants at their birthday party.

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