Juniper was sat in Raphael's office chair, he looked over her shoulder with one hand braced on the back of the chair and the other on the desk.

They clicked through various photos of old mugshots of witches that matched the description Juniper gave.

He sighed tiredly as he took a sip of his coffee. Juniper scowled over the hot chocolate she was drinking out of a mug she stole from a man in another office.

"This is dumb."

"I agree," her mate grunted.

"One second," she leaned forward. He watched her begin to type in the area she was in at the time of the encounter.

She bit her thumb nail as she read quickly.

His eyes drifted from the computer to her side profile, she nibbled on her lip while typing.

Her blue hair fell into her eyes and he didn't stop himself from pushing it away.

She glanced up in surprise, blinking a couple times up at him.

Raphael's eyes darkened as he was leaning over her, gaze dropping to her lips.

Juniper had lost her train of thought, reluctant to admit it.

His pink lips were practically a beacon for her attention, something inside of her ached to feel them against her.

"Um..." she swallowed dryly. "I found her," she whispered.

It took a second for him to process what she said, furrowing his brow before sliding his eyes to the screen.

A profile picture of an older woman with stark yellow hair that was graying was displayed. She was of asian decent with a straight face staring back in the camera.

Haley Kim it read as her name.

"Sneaky little cunt moves her shop all around the country I was in. That's why it was hard to look her up," she leaned back in the chair.

"And you're positive its her?"

Her narrowed eyes cut to Raphael, glaring at the doubt.

He sighed, "I just need to be sure before I put word out. Despite what everyone in the Legion likes to think, I still have a lot of followers in the mainlands. If I tell someone to bring me her head, it'll be here by next week Juniper."

His tone was serious as he tried to convey the weight of them.

Juniper's eyes lit up a little, a slow smirk tugging at her mouth.

She knelt up on the chair so his face hovered just above hers. Juniper hummed lowly as she sucked on her bottom pouty lip.

She brushed her dainty fingers along his cheek, her smirk growing.

"If you brought her head to me," she spoke lowly in a hushed whisper. "I'd make it worth your while." Her breath fanned his lips as his heart thudded in his chest.

"Yeah?" he husked.

"Mhm," she trailed her hand down his face and the side of his neck.

"Then her head is yours."

She smiled with low lidded eyes, basking in the fact that he was allowing her to touch him as she pleased.

She rubbed his strong neck gently, watching the movement with interest. Raphael's breaths had picked up a little as she wound him up with such little gestures.

It was sending tingles through his entire body, his eyes wanted to shut in bliss.

"I'm going to hold you to that, Raph," she whispered. He nodded breathily, their faces leaning towards one another.

He swallowed harshly as his hands brushed up her sides, a sharp shiver shot to her spine.

Her grip on his neck tightened, drawing him closer so their foreheads rest against one another.

Their breaths deepened as Raphael tightened his hold on her, feelings her heart beat vibrating against her rib cage. Their eyes clashed while darting back to their mouths.

Juniper's lips barely brushed his own.

A sharp knock sounded before someone reached for the doorknob.

"Fuck," they both cursed.

Raphael glanced down to see not only that he was hard as fuck but Juniper's dress had ridden up because of his grip.

Gritting his teeth, he shoved her to sit back into the chair so she was shielded by the desk.

Juniper herself had turned her face to see Raphael's issue straining against his slacks.

She rolled her eyes, men, she thought as if her panties weren't wet.

Juniper snagged his wrist and stood in record time to push Raphael into the chair and plop herself right on top of him.

"Don't think too much into this," she grunted just as the person finally entered. Or rather persons.

Raphael hissed and shut his eyes tightly as Juniper ass cradled his cock.

Her gray eyes widened as she felt the sheer length he was packing twitch underneath her.

"Oh- shit," Phoenix's eyes widened.

Behind him was Zane and Felix. Out of the eight berserkers in the Court of Berserkers she knew these three as Raphael's closest confidants.

"I'd say it's nice to see you but," Raphael practically snarled.

"Sorry boss," Zane held up his hands.

Juniper's face was unreadable as she rest her elbow against the arm rest. She observed the trio in front of her, they reeked of power. Before this Juniper would feel more cautious around them. But with Raphael around she feels as if she was untouchable.

The berserker she sat on was shifting in his seat, trying to get his dick out of his mates ass to avoid blowing a load then and there.

Gods... when was the last time he felt like this? Like a mutt in heat, about to cum in his pants. He had to have been a teen.

"We just wanted to let you know we got out that info you sent. We ran whos been in the island from those photos and we got three hits. All the others have been banned from entry." Felix piped up as he crossed his hands in front of himself.

Raphael nodded, he gripped Juniper's hips to try and shift her off his groin. He heard her gasp quietly.

"And what about who's already here?" Raph grunted before Juniper scowled and backed up further just to piss Raphael off. She rocked her hips back, wiggling to get comfortable as her back pressed against his broad chest.

Raphael snarled as his eyes darkened, turning his head to glare at his mate. She glared at him back.

The three men idled awkwardly, Juniper was quickly distracted by Zane who fiddled with an old fashioned lighter. It was black with pink decals on it.

She hummed lowly.

"Uh... We've got soldiers out scoping for them now. One of them is the guy who shot at Juniper, definitely."

This sobered up Raphael for a moment as he sneered at the mere thought of the bastard.

"When you find him, leave him alive so I can kill him myself."

"And the other two?"

Suddenly Juniper stood up, sending Raphael a look over her shoulder before letting him know she was going to the bathroom.

She sauntered out, Zane and Felix both turning their heads to trail their eyes after her.

"No," Raphael snapped. "I'll rip your fucking eyes out. Fuck, I fucking hate that dress."

"Yeah, sure," Phoenix scoffed in amusement.

"Bring the other two to me as well, we need as much information we can get. I need to see if these people could be connected to the Order of Elements. Those assholes would be involved in this," he rubbed his stubbly jaw.

"Speaking of them," Felix walked forward with papers. "They've been oddly quiet since the hell hound at the club."

"Maybe they're embarrassed," Zane chuckled a little as he patted his pockets for his lighter. His brow furrowed before he shrugged.

"I doubt it, they have no shame at this point." Raphael crossed his arms, "Use the quiet time to be proactive. I want to be two steps ahead of them."

Juniper came back in, not even acknowledging the other men in the room as she swayed back to Raphael. Her ponytail bounced in sync with her wide hips, Raphael's eyes widened a little as she was walking straight back to him, not expecting her to come back to sit here.

She met his gaze before turning and sitting side ways in his lap. She toyed with a lighter.

He didn't let the confusion show on his face, allowing her to make herself comfortable as he continued speaking to the men.

He bid them goodbye as Zane turned back for a moment.

"Is that my-?" Zane stopped speaking when Juniper finally looked him in the eyes. Her own were steely and unwavering.

"Never mind." Felix rubbed his shoulder comfortingly.

The mates sat in silence for a moment, Raphael leant back in his seat. He watched her flick the lighter on and off, wondering where she got that from.

"You like this seat?" he asked in a husky voice.

"You like your dick in my ass?" she fired back immediately.

Raphael scowled, "You're so defensive."

She mocked him but never once moved.

"Keep it up and that'll be the closest little RJ will ever get," Juniper taunted while trailing her tongue over her top lip.

The berserker scoffed, "That'll be the last time you ever call it little."

He gave her a heated look that actually had her shutting up, huffing before going back to mess with her borrowed lighter.

Resting her head into his shoulder, Juniper curled up on top of him.

He glanced down at her, quietly resting his cheek against the top of her head he began typing at his computer.

Entertaining herself with the lighter before toying with the buttons on the cuff of his shirt.

His shirt was a deep red shirt that complimented his skin tone. "You look nice in this color," she mumbled randomly.

Above her, his eyes that were out of her view widened. He glanced around, wondering if there were cameras around to prank him.

When she didn't continue with an insult or a backhanded compliment he muttered back, "Thank you."

"I wanted to set your sleeve on fire but I didn't."

Raphael's eyes shot down in alarm to see her holding on open flame with the lighter near his arm.

"What the fuck?"

"I just said I didn't!"

"No actually what the fuck?"

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i thoroughly enjoy their banter