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.

everything, it felt uncomfortable, but once it was gone, breathing suddenly became easier.

I snatched up the

My twin's

help. We have barely any time before we start sending people through, and-" My words tumbled out urgently, my heart racing, palms starting to

about moving during the battle," Logan cut me off.

to make sure each vehicle arrives on time with the correct number of people. I'll

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 in sweat, looking mad

I snapped back,

tell her to watch for your email. I'll give her this number

Logan?" I said quickly before

"What?"

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Chapter 214

The three words felt strange coming from

joked, a small chuckle escaping him. "Love you too,

dead.

Ryder demanded, his hands gripping our lesk as he leaned forward, impatient for me to finish my call. He was struggling to control his anger, but failing miserably-his Alpha aura was affecting Ama, making her

clouds gathering, heavy and dangerous. His anger wasn't directed at me, but at the entire situation. Still, that powerful

pin on the map. "These are the locations. They're not distributed across the pack lands the way I imagined. If you place another pin here, it 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