Ava's Mate(24)

When she started to take her black work skirt and white top off, Logan took a step toward her. Sebastian grabbed him before he got too far, but not before he punched a guy who said, “Holy shit, I’d fuck a werewolf if she looked like that. Fuck, I’d even marry her so I could go all—”

He didn’t finish as Logan’s fist met his face and he growled to everyone, “Close your fucking eyes, or turn away.” She grinned his way, and her super werewolf hearing caught him muttering, “You’re in trouble, wait until I get home.”

Her heart had soared that he’d called their place “home” and that he cared enough to tell his friends off.

Focusing on the three men whose eyes kept looking her up and down, she continued. “The reason I’m only in my bra and undies is to help my mobility. You can all come at me now.”

The three men did as she thought they would, one came at her front, the other two on either side, leaving her back free. They all came at her at once, which was the stupidest move ever.

Just as they were a hair’s breadth away she stepped back, kicked to the side, punched the man coming at her, and head butted him. Then she pushed him into his friends.

“Sebastian just told you, and Logan just showed you, how important it is to go to your enemies’ backs. Now I want to know why you didn’t.”

The men stood up, and Ava could hear her bothers and the rest of the men walking over.

The man who’d been in the middle stared at her before grunting, “We underestimated you.”

She nodded. “Okay, well, this time don’t, and I won’t go easy on you.”

This time when they came at her they surrounded her properly. She took a deep breath and let her wolf out to play, laughing.

Twirling, she kick then punched the guy behind her, bringing him down in two blows. She felt a kick to her back and a hand come at her face. She dodged and grabbed it, twisting it back and kneeing him in the balls. The other man had moved in and was pulling her hair, trying to tug her closer to him. She let him and when he was within reach she grabbed him by the throat and, using her wolf strength, she lifted him off the ground.

Ava let her wolf shine through, and in a husky voice she whispered, “If you ever touch what is mine again I will make sure they don’t find the pieces. Got it?”

The man looked into her eyes and nodded. She threw him on the concrete and turned back to the other two who stood up and were ready to come at her. She glared at them and yelled so all the men could hear.

“You all need to remember I’m not the craziest thing in the world, or the strongest. So you need to stop your hating on us werewolves and focus it on the real enemy. From this day forward anyone who has a problem with werewolves for any reason should come to me. I’ll give you a night shift all by yourself, and when the demons come at you and kill you, then in your last moments you will learn that you needed us werewolves, and you’ll figure out that if it wasn’t for us saving your butt all the time you pitiful little humans would all be dead.”

Ava turned around, not bothering with the men behind her, to see everyone on base staring at her. “I know you all heard me, and what I just said is non-negotiable. I’ve just been told we have to find places for more of your sorry arses tomorrow. So since the contractors only work three days here, you’re all going to spend the rest of the day finishing the two partially completed barracks. I’m heading to the city for supplies and I want three men to help me.”

Ava pointed to a random three and started walking away, then paused and turned back around to face them. “Rane is going to organize you into groups. I want it done by the time I’m back at four o’clock.” She bent down, picking up her clothes, and waltzed away with the three men she had chosen trailing behind her. She’d put her clothes back on when she got to the office to get her bag.

Still on a high, but still pissed at the humans, she didn’t feel Logan but heard him when he smacked the men following her. “Keep your eyes up.”

Logan grabbed her as she walked away and placed his sweat soaked shirt over her, kissed her lips, and held her tight. “Don’t take your clothes off in front of my men, or any man bar me again.” He nipped her lip and added, “I’ll see you at home. Stay in your matching set for me.” This time when he kissed her he grabbed her arse and squeezed it. His tongue slipped in to meet hers and tangled until they both pulled away, panting. Logan whispered, “I’m going to go, and thanks for not killing those idiots.”

Ava grinned. “Oh, it was very hard not to, but I knew you’d be pissed off.” And with that she turned and walked off with the three soldiers.