Don't Poke the Luna (Xena and Ryder)

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

Xena's POV

Leonard threw his hands up defensively. "That was one time!"

"One time too many," I muttered. I washed my hands and grabbed my camera, picking the best angle.

Click.

"Perfect," I said. The photo would make an excellent addition to my portfolio. I could sense Logan's impatience, his protective big brother vibes radiating across the room. He didn't want to leave me alone with Ryder, that much was obvious.

I'm fine, bro.

I sent through our mental link and put the camera on the counter, slipping on gloves to clean my workstation.

I don't trust him, Logan replied, his mental voice tense.

I sighed, gathering used supplies and tossing them into the proper bins. Ama will

be with me, and if you're late again, Dad will kill you.

There was a pause before Logan's grudging response. Fine. I want to know exactly when he leaves. It was an order.

But we both knew those didn't work on me. I smirked. Yes, sir.

The three boys-Logan, Leonard, and Samuel-stood and headed toward the door. Logan paused beside Ryder, tension crackling between them like electricity.

"I don't think I need to tell you to treat my sister appropriately," Logan said, his voice low and threatening.

still, controlled. "I'm not

he said

Ryder. "Sorry about that. Have you made a

busied myself with organizing supplies, stacking oil containers back into their drawers, trying to look casual despite the sudden

his eyes tracking my movements as I continued to collect scattered parts from the floor and returned them to their

only employee here?" he asked, curiosity evident

appointment book. "Yes. This shop is mine. Only mine." Pride swelled in my chest.

an opening. "I can fit you in tomorrow at five. We'll see how

nodded. "Works for me. I train in

it to him along with a pen. "Here's what you need to fill out. Leave your paint sketch, and bring

for?" he asked,

pack I'm from. That you're doing this freely and all the small print stuff," I explained. "This

under his arm. "Alright. See you

echoed, stepping out from

out the door, Ama bounced over to me, her

him, I will!" she exclaimed,

boy-crazy but had her limits. For all her flirting and kissing, she

though the thought of Ryder's intense gaze made my stomach

"Wouldn't that be a dreamy showdown

Standing outside, I took a moment to admire the storefront: "Road Rebel

of mine, shoving keys and other essentials into my backpack wallet before strapping on my helmet. It wasn't until

gave me goosebumps. "Almost," I replied to something Ama had

us now. The shop's interior was soundproofed, but out here, with his enhanced werewolf hearing, every word

my engine. "I need

his eyes never left me. There was something in them I didn't understand, something wild and ancient that called to a part of me I'd kept buried for

died down as Ama and I pulled into the driveway of the my house. My heart sank as I spotted Martha standing on the porch, arms crossed, her face twisted in that familiar scowl that seemed

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