Page 98 of Shifter Situations

“Do you even want kids? I’ve never heard you mention them or seen you interact with them.”

Tiago chuckled when I gagged.

“No, no. Definitely not. I mean, maybe in like a century... but no. What the fuck am I saying? No. Mmm, maybe. No. Probably not.”

“Ya broke him, Tiago,” Palmer whispered.

“Holy shit. I have a headache,” I muttered. “I hate you so bad for bringing that up. Why did I listen? Fuck. Why did I ask?”

“Because you were curious,” Tiago mocked.

“I want to hit you,” I hissed at him. “But I won’t because I’m worried that my mate might kill you.”

He eyed Trouble as she spoke to Jack and Dolyn. She looked small between the two of them and dare I say harmless?

“She looks nice. What’s the catch? Neither one of you do nice.”

Palmer and I cackled. The mage slapped Tiago on the shoulder, shaking his head.

“She made Novak be responsible,” Palmer teased.

“Get fucked, Mage.”

“No, really.” Tiago arched a brow at us, and we wheezed through our laughter.

I widened my eyes, stage-whispering, “She’s the Devil.”

“Are you—Are you in trouble?”

“Yes. Loads of trouble. That’s what I call her.”

“Be serious for a second, please. Do you need to disappear? Should I be concerned?”

Palmer nodded conspiratorially. “She’s crazy. She’d find us.”

Tiago marched straight to Sloane, Palmer and I trailing behind him as we tried not to giggle like children. It was so fun to fuck with the djinn, but he’d get us back for this somehow.

“You’re crazy, and they’re in trouble.”

Sloane blinked at him several times with a stunned grin on her face. Palmer bit his lips together, and I wrapped my hand over my mouth as my shoulders shook.

“How are they in trouble exactly?”

“You. You are the trouble.”

“Oh my gods,” Blaire stammered. “Tiago. Sloane is great. Novak and Palmer are assholes. They’re fucking with you because you take everything so literally, and they knew you’d say something. Sloane isn’t crazy.”

Trouble shrugged. “I mean, I am a little bit.”

“We all are in one way or another, the genie included. Don’t let his beach bum appearance fool you,” my sister retorted.

“Oh, I’m not.” Trouble pointed at the djinn. “He’s plotting my murder.”

Tiago narrowed his eyes at my mate. “This is true.”

“It’s going to take more than a dagger to keep me down.”

“I’ll manage.”