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Mj rolled over for what seemed like the millionth time struggling to sleep, and she just couldn't force herself to drift off tonight.  She and the other hunters had been in the LaFlare pack working to hunt down any trace of the missing Omega’s or Jet LaFlare for over three weeks with no genuine answers. The only thing anyone could verify was that Jethro had met several times with Casper, both at his club and some other mystery location nobody seemed to really know anything about.  Mj decided to get up for a night cap to try and help her relax. As she slipped out of her room and down the hall, she was surprised to find the kitchen mostly deserted. Two dark figures sat at the small kitchenette and Mj paid them no attention as she opened the refrigerator and reached for a bottle of beer when Nadine’s crackling voice broke the silence, “grab a couple of dem beers while you in there,” she demanded and Mj hu

Mj’s head snapped up as the echoed cries of wolves woke her. She almost screamed as her eyes locked with Jay’s, and he fell backward onto his rear with surprise, “what the fuck are you doing Jay?” Mj groaned as she started to stretch the cramps out of her shoulders and neck. Jay sat forward and crossed his legs. “sorry Em, I didn’t realize you wanted to sleep outside or I would have left out a bowl of milk.” Both Mj and Jay chuckled lightly before climbing to their feet. Mj dusted herself off and began rolling her shoulders and neck to finish stretching out her stiff body as Jay stood there nervously shifting from one foot to the other, “Mj the Alpha called,” he murmured and as Mj started stretching her back and limbs she responded, “ok great, please tell me our little Honey pot was able to dig something up this time,” she asked and when Jay did not answer Mj stoppe

The melody of closing doors and familiar voices murmuring roused Mj from her deep sleep. She sat up in the back seat and began rubbing her eyes. The back door popped open, and she yawned, “please tell me we stopped some place I can pee Mox, I feel like I have been asleep for a week,” she declared, but Mj’s eyes snapped open as the husky laugh of her Alpha floated in through the open door.  The sound of Moxie’s voice rang out from behind Azreal’s smiling face, “it wasn't a whole week,” the hunter mused and Mj rolled her still foggy eyes as Azreal offered her his palm. Taking the stronger wolf’s hand, Mj felt the rush of power from her familiar pack mate, and she could feel her muscles relax as she was yanked from the seat of the SUV directly into the impatiently waiting arms of an overly ecstatic Beta. “Mj I missed you so much, I want to hear all about your trip, you loo

For the next several days Ace made it his mission to keep Mj as physically distracted as possible, when she wasn’t with Azreal and Ed attempting to work out a good plan to capture Casper or helping Lou in the kitchen the Commander sent her on frequent patrols. Mj had gained a reputation and even a nickname from the other guards; they referred to her as a moon hound since she always found and caught moonwalkers when she was on patrol.  Azreal took pride in the ruthless aggression and dedication of his assassin, but Lila was always slightly concerned that Mj was using violence to vent her anger and grief. One morning as Mj, Mathew, and his sister Billie were dragging six dead moonwalkers toward the tree line, Mj was met with the almost enthusiastic face of Ace and Moxie. Mj dropped the