Lately, if Solomon wasn't in the company of his fiancés, he was with his siblings.
As a way to thank the Amazons for allowing them to stay, the horsemen did much of the hunting for the tribe.
At the moment, the four of them were heading back, with animals more than three times their size perched on their shoulders.
"Man, I'm tired of waiting for Tavian to get back..." Everett complained. "The anticipation is killing me. I hate reconnaissance."
Dakota was the only one not carrying anything, instead, she walked beside her oldest brother while holding his hand.
"I would have thought that you would be happy to have Tavian gone. With him not around, you're free to perv on his sister as much as you like."
"I don't perv. I flirt. I entice."
"""Slut."""
"I am not a-"
Everyone went back to ignoring Everett as if it were the most natural thing in the world.
