Book of the Found: AESLI-01 (The JAK2 Cycle 4) by V.E.S. Pullen

Author:V.E.S. Pullen [Pullen, V.E.S.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-12-13T16:00:00+00:00

I stalked through the kitchen, growling at anyone who dared get in my way, then out to the dining room where I got in the food line and bounced on my heels, impatient at how long the fucking line was taking. Were they cooking the pancakes to order? How long does it fucking take to scoop some eggs onto a plate?

Fuckwad followed me out of the kitchen, sans chef’s coat and wearing his cut now, and he glared at me as he passed by and got in the line a few people behind me. I heard a couple guys try to talk to him but he growled something rude in response, and then there was an uncomfortable cone of silence surrounding our whole area. I ignored the weighted looks of all the gossipy little bitches and wished some of the club girls were here to distract them, but it was too early for most of them to be up yet. Or at least ready to be seen in public, so I was on my own. Hazel and Addie weren’t even downstairs, though Tesla and Magick were at the big table.

Oh. Joy.

I filled two plates up, per usual at breakfast, and no one even raised an eyebrow anymore. I also didn’t feel bad about how much I ate because I was working my ass off for them, and would be doing a lot more to benefit them before I was done here, so a couple extra pancakes and strips of bacon were a small price for them to pay.

Once I had my standard two cups of coffee in hand, I headed to the big table and settled in, unfurling my napkin with a snap and going prison-rules on my plates: head down, posture guarded, eating as fast as I could. It didn’t help. Caliban slammed his plate down across from me and next to Magick before I was even half done with my pancakes.

“I take it the bakery shift didn’t go well?” Magick asked mildly, sipping from his cup. I shrugged, not looking up, and hoped Caliban would keep his fucking mouth shut.

I should’ve known better.

“Oh, the cooking part was fine,” Caliban sniped, and I could just feel his glare on me. I ignored him and kept eating.

“Did you two bicker the entire time?” Now he was starting to sound amused, and I grunted, again hoping Caliban would keep—

“No, we got along so well that we ended up fucking against the wall.” That asshole just couldn’t keep the smugness out of his voice. I looked up and shot him a death-glare through my hair before I straightened up in my seat and looked around the table, meeting Magick’s and Tesla’s eyes.

Both were stone-faced, but there was a tic jumping in Magick’s jaw like he was grinding his teeth, and Tesla was frantically chewing on his lip ring.

“And everything was great until Resting Bitch Face over there wanted to cuddle and I wanted breakfast.” I smirked at Caliban, not breaking my stare-off with him as I chewed slowly through a forkful of pancake.

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