The Genius Delta

Chapter 20 - Persephone

I’m still not sold on this whole guards thing. It seems weird to me, but who am I to argue with the ways of Bloodmoon? They have their reasons for doing things this way, so whatever. While I read over the six profiles on the screens, my contemplation was interrupted by Dove.

“Thirty-four missed text messages from The Boys group text. Would you like to respond?” Dove questioned as the screens rearranged to combine two profiles into one display and brought up a string of text messages.

I furrowed my brow as I looked at the text message thread. I only really know Kurt of those involved in the thread. I’ve met Tanner and Collin during the war, but that doesn’t mean I’m overly close to them like I am with Kurt. And I’ve only met David and Mikali briefly today. But based on what I’ve just read, these males are as big of gossip queens as André. I arched an eyebrow at Jonathan, who was running his hand over his face in frustration.

“I am sorry you even had to read that….” He sighed.

“Your friends are gossip queens.” I rolled my eyes. “Dove, reply to the group text,” I commanded, but the bird didn’t react.

“Um, it only answers my voice commands,” Jonathan explained.

“Well, that’s at least one layer of security.” I shrugged.

I could certainly understand that necessity. Jonathan is the keeper of the knowledge of Bloodmoon, Silvercloud Industrial, and possibly Kinsley. So if Dove can access any of that data, it would be prudent to ensure only Jonathan can access it. And while I’m his mate, we have only known that for less than a day, so he couldn’t have added me to all his possible security protocols. He still hasn’t told me what scanning me outside added me to.

“Dove, reply to the group chat with a message provided by Persephone Fayte,” Jonathan instructed.

“Replying to The Boys group text. What is your message Persephone Fayte?” Dove’s eyes lit up as it tilted its head in my direction. So weird and so fucking cool.

“Are you gossip queens STILL talking? - This is Persephone btw. So unless you want graphic details about his dick get back to your mates and children, dumbasses.” I provided my response.

Jonathan leaned on the workstation laughing, saying something about pea pods.

“Message sent,” Dove announced.

going to be okay over

spark that shot through me when my finger pressed against his bare skin. I should avoid skin-to-skin contact if I want to remain focused. I hate that I’m becoming one of those people. The person I said I’d never be. The person that lets the bond and intense attraction to my mate interrupt my concentration and ability to do my job. I don’t want to be one

‘Again.’ Sara chuckled.

furrowed

You couldn’t even wait to get into the bunker or get on the ground to fuck him.’

I grumbled, not needing her to remind

from everyone who met you in Incubi that I was constantly told there was a hot female

fuckwads was calling me that?” I arched my eyebrow, nodding

Kurt wouldn’t call anyone but their mates hot. But some of the unmated

in my calendar to make an unannounced

at 9 pm.” Dove announced as the monitor

has a slot of 8 am - 5 pm marked as Work w/ Persephone Fayte. I was about to ask if he even had

you have to pencil in dates and sex? Not sure your calendar has the availability for a

of what’s there is me blocking out time for inventing, which means anyone with access to my calendar knows to leave me alone.” He shrugged. “Trust me. There will be plenty of time for sex and dates if you want them. And sex shouldn’t be scheduled.” He wrinkled his nose, and it was my

you aren’t going to have Dove schedule ‘sex’ into your calendar.” I

to happen. Plus, I don’t need the others knowing that level of detail.” He snickered, shaking his head.

our banter, we’d moved closer. Not just closer, I’d turned to lean against the workstation, and Jonathan’s muscular arms caged me. Our bodies were pressed so close I could feel him getting hard under his shorts, and I’m sure he could feel my nipples hardening. My heartbeat quickened as I gripped the workstation to stop myself

was stronger as his eyes locked on mine, and the amber seemed to glow as it swirled in his eyes. Staring into his eyes is dangerous. They are hypnotic. And it’s like his form of hypnotism is trying to turn me into a nymphomaniac. Unconsciously I licked my lips, and his eyes tracked the

Dove announced, breaking the spell as we jumped apart.

as my back hit the edge of the table. Jonathan winced because I accidentally stomped on his foot. While it’s probably for the best that we got interrupted,

and he cockblocks.” Jonathan grumbled as he moved to

found a stool

message?” Jonathan

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