The general didn’t seem scared. He just stared at her with a blank expression. Then a gleam came into his eyes, and it was fucking scary. Ice ran down her back. She let go of Arden. Right now she didn’t care what he did to the crazy man before her.
Rane stopped Arden by stepping in front of him and grabbing him. “Don’t. He isn’t worth it.”
“Listen to your brother, Sergeant Arden,” the general said.
Arden growled.
The general grinned. “Down, boy.”
Oh no, he didn’t? He’d gone and pissed her off beyond belief. How dare he speak to her Arden like that? Only she got to do things like that.
Stepping to the side, she focused on her body, heating it up, and walked to the general. “It wasn’t nice to meet you. I hope I never have the displeasure of it again. If I need to give information about what happened in a fight I want you to be the last person I ever see. So goodbye.” She held her hand out. She told herself she shouldn’t do it, that it was nasty and cruel, but when he winked at her and grabbed her hand, pulling her in and hugging her, she knew the prick deserved it. The bastard was riling up Arden.
Remy concentrated hard on not heating up enough to melt her clothes away. She didn’t want the general to see anything he shouldn’t. She winced and guilt assaulted her as General Beal yelped and jumped away from her.
“It’s true. You’re truly amazing. We could really use you…your skills.”
Wow, the pain didn’t even affect his evil mind.
Okay, guilt gone. Holy shit, the more he talked the more she wanted to hurt him. Rane, Sebastian, and a chuckling Jamie, who was trying to cover his laughter with coughing, stared at her.
“If you don’t leave now, I swear the next burn will be to burn body parts off.” She reached her hand down and he step away, clearing his throat.
“The council will be hearing about everything that has happened today.” He straightened his uniform. “I will be telling them all. I have spoken to the recruits, and I do not think your teachings are the best.”
Rane huffed. “If the men can’t defeat us then they have no chance against demons.” Rane winked at her. “Arden would gladly demonstrate with you. If you can defeat him without guns in his half-change mode then we’ll stop training them using that method. I’ll even give you two human military men to help you.”
The general’s eyes gleamed. He looked down at Arden then back at her and around them. “If I win, I want Ms. Remy Morris to come and do a demonstration for me.”
“Listen, buster, I’m not part of the deal. I don’t belong to anyone.”
Arden changed back to human form. “Wolfen. Her name is Remy Wolfen, and she is mine.”
General Beal’s eyebrows rose. “The information I have on her doesn’t state she’s married to one of you.”
“Why on earth do you have information on me?”
General Beal didn’t answer, which probably had something to do with Arden’s hands wrapped around his throat. “New deal,” Arden snarled. “I let you live and you decide you want to retire early…like today.”
The general now struggled as he saw no one was going to help him and Arden was just crazy enough to kill him. Remy may want to hurt the guy but she didn’t want him dead, and she definitely didn’t want Arden in trouble.
Going to Arden, she gently touched his shoulder. “Arden, um…babe, let him go.”
Arden instantly dropped the general and turned to her with a massive shit-eating grin on his face. “Pixie, you just called me babe.”
Crap. “Argh…no, I didn’t.”
“Ah, yeah, you did.” Jamie laughed.
“Shut up, Jamie. Stay out of this.” Remy had almost forgotten Jamie was there, but before she could say anything else Arden gathered her up and placed her over his shoulder and walked away. She held herself up and looked around, but that didn’t last, because her stomach muscles protested. “Arden, put me down.” The boofhead slapped her arse. “Oh no, you did not just do that?” He slapped her arse again. “Arden Wolfen, if you don’t stop and put me the hell down, I swear—”
“You swear you’ll call me babe again?”
“Grrr, I hate you right now.”
He walked out of the military base, and Remy didn’t try anymore to get down. “No, you don’t. I’m your man, your babe.”
“Idiot, I should have called you that, or overbearing caveman.”
He let go of her with one hand and then she felt herself flip back as he gently placed her feet on the ground before he moved her into the passenger seat of his car and shut the door. He went around, got in the driver’s side, and drove toward home.