75) Mj's After Party

Moxie did his best not to fidget or pace as he watched the human guards scurry, slamming Jay’s head into the side of the car while Ace hailed them from down the path. The impatient hunter's body itched with the need to insert himself in the situation, but Moxie took several deep breaths, saving his anxious energy for the coming events. Yanking his phone from his pocket, Moxie called Sam, “the Commander said to keep yo crew in small clustered groups when you head down the embankment, and hurry Sammie… Ace just offered himself up as bait.” Moxie slammed the phone back into his pocket without waiting for a response and swallowed the guilt he felt for exploiting Sam’s feelings for Ace in order to ensure the safety of his own mate.

The sound of a snapping twig and crunching leaves directly behind him caused Moxie to whirl around and throw a punch, only to have his wrist grabbed by Sam as the tall thin hunter settled in next to him, “that was fast,” he hissed in amusement and Sam only nodde