Don't Poke the Luna (Xena and Ryder)

Chapter 214

Xena's POV

She turned around and sighed, looking at me with those eyes that could always read my anxiety. "What is it now? Ama asked, her blonde curls bobbing as she tilted her head.

I felt the anxiety churning in my chest, every second precious time sipping away. My thoughts were like ignited gunpowder, exploding in all directions.

"We need to make a list. We'll have groups of people to transport. leed to tell them exact numbers. Keep family members together while calculating how many vehicles we can fill at once.'

"I can do that," she replied. Though I loved Ama dearly, I needed more hands right now.

"Ryder?" I called through our mind link, the connection between us vibrating with urgency.

"What is it? I'm finishing something up, I'll be there soon. William just briefed me." His voice echoed in my mind, his presence a comforting warmth even through the psychic connection.

"I need Penelope to help organize these plans."

"I'll call Logan, have him contact the office directly. Is that okay?" His tone was steady, grounding me when I felt like I was spinning out of control.

"Thanks," I replied simply, ending the conversation. "Ama, could you help me get this stuff off?" I asked, gesturing to the maps and papers spread across my head.

once it was gone, breathing

snatched up the receiver, hoping

on?" My twin's voice came through, steady but

any time before we start sending people through, and-" My words

William filled him in about moving during the battle," Logan cut me off. His voice sounded distant, like he was already mentally preparing for what

I need another set of hands. I need Penny to make sure each vehicle arrives on time with

get our brains working, and figure this shit out," Logan said, irritation edging his voice. Just then, my office door opened and Ryder walked in, his body drenched

trying," I snapped

her this number so she can call you. Write it down-it's our house

quickly before he

"What?"

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Chapter 214

felt strange coming from y mouth, but I needed to say them.

to start having a heart, Logan joked, a small chuckle

dead.

me to finish my call. He was struggling to control his anger, but failing miserably-his Alpha aura was affecting Ama, making her try to distance

heavy and dangerous. His anger wasn't directed at me, but at the entire situation. Still, that powerful Alpha energy made the air in the room thick, making

forms a perfect riangle. Making it the perfect location for another attack point. The pack house would be right in the middle." I traced the pattern with my finger. "Besides, these tunnels would take years to dig. Not months, and certainly not during the time since I first met Tatum. All of this was planned long before I came into the picture. Alpha Wiley has been plotting this for