Chapter 207 - Kord

The next day

Now that the time had come to implement my plan, I was terrified.

Of my mate.

She was going to go batshit crazy.

Oh well. She'd do the same exact thing if she'd thought of it first.

I nodded to Ransom.

He leaned over, kissed Kiema awake.

"Ransom?" she asked, her voice sleepy and relaxed.

"Yeah, angel. It's your favorite mate." He shot me a grin as Kiema snickered.

I rolled my eyes.

"That's what I tell all of you," she said.

I pumped my fist into the air. Suck on that, Ransom.

He flipped me off behind her back. "I need you to wake up, angel. We've got a plan we want to run by you."

She popped up as if she was spring-loaded. "Hit me."

Saint laughed, gave her a mug of coffee. "We're still not hitting you, but we'll tell you the plan anyway."

She nodded, took her first timid sip.

"We're going to send out the word that we're ready to dance, metaphorically. Once Heppni gets word, you're going to dash in, bitchslap your mother back to the