Two days later

"The WC has asked us to take point on this. They want our expertise on taking down the cultists." Mick pointed to the large map of Sleepy Burrow that he had spread out on the table of the ops room.

"All of us? Octavius is back but Colt is out." Nalah glanced at Mick and the human's expression twitched.

"Not having Colt is fine. He is out with Conner because he had an episode." At Mick's words Nalah nodded. That was code for Conner had a massive blow up and needed to feed. The sycophajus had issues, major issues. "We do need Octavius. I'll have boots on the ground as well, but we will need his aerial support."

The door pushed open and the muscular dragon shifter sauntered in. "I'm in." He didn't even ask and Nalah glanced at him and he gave a tiny nod of support. "You should allow Flint back on."

"Fuck that." It came out of Mick bluntly and Nalah resisted the urge to roll her eyes. She understood Mick was pissed but Flint was a great operative and he had gone a little insane due to his hormones but it worked out in the end.

She cleared her throat, "I understand-"

"I said no. He's off. For an undetermined time frame for his bullshit." Ihe human narrowed his eyes and Nalah raised a finger.

"I understand that you're upset, Mick. He acted recklessly he put the entire Order at risk."

"Exactly-"

"However!" She raised her voice, cutting him off. "We have to give him grace for the fact he was medically impaired. He was physically unable to think properly or use rational thought. Beck explained this to me thoroughly." A bit too thoroughly in her opinion. She didn't need to hear about how badly Flint had needed sex and the fact he would have been a sex crazed beast with his female. She was glad he had one now, a clan too, but she didn't need to know his bedroom habits or sex habits, or lack there of.

"That doesn't excuse what he did! We didn't know that WC agent!" Micks voice rose in response to her words. It was clear the human was not happy with her sticking up for Flint but Nalah had to do it. Flint was a great operative and pulling him like that was a poor choice. "Flint cause that entire problem by not doing as his hormones dictated. He needed to go out and fuck and he didn't so this is all on him."

"We knew Flint would have a problem the moment we brought him on." The words rumbled out of Octavius and Nalah glanced at him at the same time Mick did. "This is technically on us." He tilted his head, some of his dark hair falling over his forehead.

"How the fuck is this on us?" Mick crossed his arms over his chest and glared at the dragon shifter.

"We brought Flint on knowing he was impaired. He was clanless, he was a lone wolf. We accepted the inherent risks that came with that." Octavius' gold eyes flashed with that primordial fire that roared within him and Nalah nodded, thankful he had told her he would help her convince Mick. She would have liked Colt's help too but he was busy with getting Conner set straight at the moment. She wished him luck for that, the man was a fucking psycho.

"We knew he would have massive issues and they can come out in different ways. Did I expect celibacy to be what fucked him up? Absolutely not." She shook her head, crossing her own arms over her chest. "But we knew the risks, we brought him on."

"He's a good operative, he wouldn't be here if he wasn't, Mick." Octavius lifted his chin. "And if I can forgive you for getting so drunk after one of our first missions and puking all over a priceless thirteenth century tapestry and shouting out the windows that you were a Star Order operative, you can forgive Flint for thinking with his dick." The dragon shifter lifted an eyebrow in challenge and Nalah fought to keep her expression even so she wouldn't smirk at the information about Mick during his first mission with the order.

"We all make mistakes, I lost a target once, remember that? It was almost time for a Heat and I got distracted by a weremale. I lost the target. We lost three months progress. You forgave me." It was embarrass to remember but they all made mistakes, that didn't mean they needed to be continually punished for that. "But it ended well because we were able to capture him and more intel as well as find his harem of war prizes." it had been a bigger success than they had originally planned.

"Flint was stupid, yes. But he's good now. His female, Margita, evens him out a lot. Interacting with him now shows that his is much sharper than he has been, he's better. It's a good thing, Mick. Let him back on the team." Octavius shifted, uncrossing his arms as he leaned against the large table.

Mick looked between the two of him, narrowing his eyes. "Fuck you both." He worked his jaw back and forth. "Seriously, fuck you."

Nalah glanced at Octavius at the same time he glanced at her, "So can I call hi-"

"Yes call the fucking idiot and let him know he's back on!" Mick threw his hands up and Nalah gave a nod, pinching her lips together to prevent a smile from crossing her face. "Go make your fucking call and we need to plan this take down." He pointed to the door and Nalah nodded and left the room, the smile finally emerging.

Mick could be such a push over sometimes.

~~~~~

"Absolutely I will stick close and listen to orders." Flint nodded, excitement filling him as he listened to Nalah give him the news he was back on the team but under some conditions.

"You can't fucking run off, Flint. You stick with the fucking team for this." Her words were sharp and he nodded.

"Absolutely. No running off half cocked. I will a hundred percent listen." He didn't blame her for being skeptical he really didn't. His current track record was pretty fucking shit.

"You will listen to my orders. If I say you stay at the chopper or the vehicles, you do what I say." Nalah's voice was almost domineering but Flint understood.

"Absolutely. If you tell me to hang back I will hang back." Whatever was needed to earn some trust back he would take it. Would it suck to not be in the middle of the action? Absolutely, but he would do it. He had lost a lot of trust from his team and it was on him to build it back up.

"Good. Now I will call you into homebase once we have a plan settled. Enjoy the rest of your evening." With that she hung up and Flint closed out the call and set his cellphone on the counter before punching the air in excitement.

"Good news?" At Gita's question Flint whirled around and grabbed her around the waist and lifted her with a laugh. She chuckled, dropping a kiss on his lips.

"I'm back on the team." He hugged her tight to his chest and she beamed down at him as she cupped his cheeks in her hands.

"That's good! Roike called because they wanted to offer me a chance to take down the cultists." She looked excited at that and Flint chuckled.

"My blood thirsty female." He nuzzled between her breasts and she swatted him upside the head despite how she laughed.

He looked up at her and she wrinkled her nose, giving him that adorable look that had him wanting to kiss her senseless. "What?"

"I have the most beautiful female in the world." He murmured the words and she narrowed her eyes.

"Are you trying to get lucky?" She looked at him in accusation and Flint shrugged before a slow grin crossed her face. "Because it's working." She dipped her head and kissed him and Flint groaned into it. He shifted and pressed her against the closest wall.

Fuck did he want her. Everything inside of him seemed to scream for her. He felt her shift her legs and he helped her hitch her legs around his waist as she she relaxed against him. Her kiss was languid and heated as her arms wrapped around his neck. It had been less than a fucking month and he knew how mating bonds work but he couldn't help it.

She pulled back from the kiss and Flint opened his eyes. "I love you." He whispered the words against her lips and Gita paused before she blinked.

"My pussy's that good is it?" She gave him an innocent look and Flint threw his head back and laughed loudly.

"You snarky little shit!" He slid his hands down to her ass and gave it a squeeze. "It's the best I ever had, top tier pussy." He grinned at her and she wrinkled her nose before carding her fingers through his hair with her hand.

"Good. Your cock ain't that bad either." She winked at him and he raised an eyebrow. She just chuckled in response to the look, scratching at his scalp in a way that made shivers crawl up and down his spine.

"I'll take it." Flint shook his head with a chuckle and then kissed her again and then again. He lost himself in the kiss, holding her close.

She gave a soft, sighing moan into his mouth and Flint pulled back and she tilted her head back with a groan. "Stop teasing me."

"You wanna fuck in the hallway or upstairs." Flint raised an eyebrow, his voice low and rumbled as she seemed to actually ponder it.

"Upstairs." She wiggled and he set her down. He watched with a grin as she dashed upstairs, giggling the entire way. He followed her, taking the stairs two at a time.

Fuck did he love this female.