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Knightly
Ayrie and Aizen created a registration page for us and are using it to attract more players to their Minecraft account. They set up a bunch of little clues on their little islands. It’s very similar to the puzzle that we used to recruit new players for the KNAVE. I’ve been teaching them rogue communication and ciphers. They are picking this up very easily, and they love how it’s exclusive–a secret from all the pack wolves that surround them at school.
Something is going on with Perry and Phoebe. Whenever I try to bring it up, she does something that ends up with us in bed or somewhere private. I don’t mind, but I’m starting to worry that Perry is going to do something fucking stupid. She doesn’t have another setting.
The new census and the reformation of the old laws kept me busy. With the re–establishment of the former council, we’ve been able to agree on some of the civilian services. With my mom’s help, we’ve gotten a few clinics for healthcare and basic educational rights in some of the schools and training facilities.
It’s a start, but I don’t want to start a new project without knowing what the hell my mate and her crazy ass sister are doing. Since they’re not going to tell me, I’m going to find out on my own. I found a couple of files on her table that don’t seem to mean anything. They’re codes.
Phoebe has been going to Magique for a few weeks now. Violetta might also be involved, and I’m unsure if that makes me feel better or worries me more. When I get home, I have to double–take because people are here. Not just a few, there is at least forty individuals in my home and that makes me fucking angry.
“Excuse me, what the fuck are you doing in my house?” I growl stopping some ass hole carrying a stack of boxes.
“Take it up with the Queen,” he rolls his eyes at me, and walks away.
“What the fuck?”
“Knight, you’re home early,” Phoebe says as she emerges from the house with a stack of boxes of her own.
“Why are there people in our house, Angel?” I growl. Buddy is just as upset. It’s going to take forever to get their stench out.
“Oh, Hon,” she says, handing the boxes to someone. “I’m so sorry. I thought I would have this all sorted out by the time you got home. The shipment for my new line was delivered here by accident, and Perry offered to help me take it back to the C. O.P. Headquarters. They’re not going anywhere other than the living room. I already called the cleaning crew to come in after this is all gone.”
Perry skips out of the house, and when her eyes land on me, she spins around to head back inside. Phoebe presses her lips together and can’t meet my gaze. I stare at her, knowing that she knows I know she’s hiding something.
“Is that it?” I ask her.
“I’m going to pick up the twins from school in a bit and head over to Magique,” she nods.
I keep my eyes on her. She clears her throat and then pretends that someone is calling her away. I would laugh if she weren‘
t trying to keep something from me. She could not make this more obvious. I head inside to find Perry sitting in our living room, tapping away at her phone.
“What are you doing?” I demand because whatever the hell they’re up to, it was her idea. I’m sure.
“Paying people for this shit.” she points at the few remaining boxes. “Hey, you want to go kill some time in the city? We can take the twins and do cool shit that would be weird to do if we went without them.”
“Like what?”
“Go to the arcade with the big ass ball pit. I’ve always wanted to go to Pupland,” she grins brightly. “Your choice.”
My mood slightly shifts because I fucking love doing cool shit with the kids and they never fail to make my day with their banter. I love listening to them argue. It’s the cutest thing ever and they say the most out of pocket shit. I’ve gotten my feelings hurt by two five–year–olds, and I can’t wait until they do it again.
“The ballpit. We can go to Pupland next week after Ayrie’s recital.”
“Sweet. I’ll go tell Phoebe to pack their shit appropriately. You get us wristbands.”
“Sure, you get the easy part,” I roll my eyes.
“I’m just here for the games,” she laughs.
As I’m reserving tickets, Phoebe rushes back into the house before I hear her get very excited. Maybe I can use this time to see if I can get something out of Perry. She might be a terrible liar, but she’s really good at avoiding. The car ride to
Magique is spent singing along to music from the twins‘ favorite show.
“I’m gonna walk Phoebe in,” I inform Perry and get out with my mate.
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“You okay?” she asks. “You didn’t sing along to the Pup Knack song”
“Are you okay?” I ask her. “It feels a little like you’re hiding something
“Me?” she asks, dramatically placing her hand on her cheat. Like what?
“You tell me, Angel.” I laugh
This is going to be the rest of my life, isn’t it?
“You’re so cute. I will see you later. Please, please, don’t let the pups have too murgugar. Theyif he up at night, and turs the last thing I want since you’re taking them for the day I was going to make the bully my sister
“Okay, but I’m dropping it because that sounds promising. I lean in to kiss her
“Knight, the cameras are there,” she pulls away before I take more than I should
She rushes inside, followed by her team of security. When I return to the car, Perry is no longer in the passenger seat she’s in the back, giggling with the twins about what we’re going to do at the arcade
I must admit that they make a pretty good team, and I hope that whatever they’re doing isn’t something that can get ther of them hurt. I doubt it’ll happen today because Phoebe has her first streetwear runway show tomorrow night
“So, what’s going on with the registration stuff?” Perry asks as we head into the Ballpit
That is a very unoriginal name. I thought it was funny when I looked it up back at the house. I’ve never been to one of these places before, and I’m glad my first experience will be with them. I chose six guards to scout the inside and order rent to stay out here.
“Some of the older rogues were eager to get things going, and once I put a good team together, I let them take or Ware at three hundred and eighty million worldwide so far. It’s a start. I’m thinking about heading to England in a few months tár sort out the rogues still in their prisons.”
“Are you going to offer that open citizenship the former king had?”
“No, the international laws are all messed up. I want to fix some of this shit before I let them start jumping around”
“Right, like what the fuck was the former council doing?” she scoffs.
“Jar,” Ayrie tells her.
“I agree. To both things,” I laugh.
“Daddy, I can beat you at space pews.” Ayrie takes my hand.
“Is four players. You can play with us too, Auntie.” Aizen pulls Perry along with us.
The four of us go through the games and activities as if our lives depend on it. I momentarily forgot that I wanted to question Perry. We order food once the pups wind down, and I prepare my questions.
“Mommy.” Ayrie points behind us.
I turn around in the direction she points to see Phoebe on the big flat screen. I stand as I watch my mate, with tears in her eyes, surrounded by Blood Ridge patrol wolves. The glass at the entrance of the City of Phoebs building is all broken
“We gotta go,” Perry says.
“But our snacks,” Aizen protests.
“Mommy is in trouble,” I say, and take a couple of paper bags off the table. I top them off with food and pick Ayre up. “Take
him.”
“Snack bag.” Ayrie smiles when I offer her the greasy paper bag. “Thank you, Daddy.”
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