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Chapter 108
Jane DoeIn this Chapter: Draco: God of the Lycans. Orion: God of the Mages. Azrael: God of the Wolves. Blakely: Goddess of the Moon.
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Blakely My immortal reflexes worked something fierce, because my first instinct when I awoke was to start swinging. Before I even managed to pry my eyelids open, my fist made contact with a scruff-covered face. A familiar yell pierced my ears. I blinked, clearing the fog from my eyes to find Rocco of all people just a few feet away. He clutched his nose, blood spurting from the broken bone. It seeped into the raggedy tunic and breeches he wore, soaking into the dirt at his feet. “You blue-haired bitch!” He sputtered, gasping and sputtering as I stared at him. “Well, what in the hell was that for?” I stood from the wooden bench I’d been placed on and quickly scanned my surroundings. There were four walls around me, all comprised of hard packed dirt. A few rusty lockers sat on either side of a wooden door set with thick metal bars. “You kidnapped me.” I snapped, “Did you expect me to hug you for it? Call me a bitch again and I’ll break more than just your nose.” Rocco cocked his h
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Blakely Now was probably a really bad time to mention I had to use the bathroom. With a wave to the crowd, Ulrich strode over to the stone wall caging me in. A single leap was all it took for him to clear it, landing in the box with the other Gods and Goddesses. A snarl slid past my lips, which only made his grin widen. My eyes darted to the left, latching onto a familiar face. It was Deidamia of all people, the Goddess of Chaos. She was as stunning as ever, wearing a gown of multi-colored fabric that wrapped around her curvaceous body. An identical strip covered her head, secured around her neck. Her eyes danced like two gold coins, and as she tipped her head to the side, I swore I could tell what she was thinking. Wreak some havoc. Cause chaos. Show them all. Those in the stands began to stomp their feet, creating a beat that sent adrenaline coursing throughout my body. Azrael, Draco, Orion, and Lina sat on the edge of their seats, practically hanging over the wall of the
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Blakely Held in place by dozens of shimmering chains stood the biggest snake I’d ever seen. It was the size of a school bus. No, even bigger. Ulrich stood and raised his hand, silencing the crowd. “The Goddesses final opponent of the night is the mighty—the fearsome—Basilisk!” The crowd roared and cheered as I fought to keep from pissing myself. ‘Control your bladder, woman.’ Aris huffed, ‘I refuse to die covered in urine.’ ‘Your priorities are ass backwards.’ “As you all know, one glance into a Basilisk’s eyes will kill you instantly. As an immortal, our dear Goddess need not worry about that. However, it’s stare can still cause terror. Terror that paralyzes.” Ulrich swept a hand through the air and two Goddesses I did not recognize stood to their feet. Both took a stand on either end of the box and proceeded to raise their arms. Magic flowed from their fingertips, spreading along the crowd. Within seconds a dome formed high above my head, blocking the patrons from the carnag
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Blakely After my victory, the metal gates blocking the entryways lifted. Rocco stood in the mouth of one, motioning for me to follow. There was a slight tug in my gut as the spear and armor I created melted back into silver wisps of moonlight. They floated off the sand floor and into the open air before vanishing. Staring at the back of his leather vest as I trudged after him, I huffed. “If you’re not leading me to my mates, and then a scalding hot bubble bath, I’m going to feed you to my wolf.” He snorted, his shoulders shaking as he chuckled. “Someone’s a cranky Smurf.” “This someone just killed two mindless zombies, a beefed-up scorpion, and a snake the size of tour bus. I think I’ve earned the right to be cranky, Rocco.” “Touche, but I think you’ll change your mind.” I never got the chance to ask why. Rocco led me through the locker room, to a door I swore hadn’t been there earlier. We headed down a flight of steps that delved into the earth, then walked down a tunnel that
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Blakely Not once did my mates let me out of their sight. As I moved to the table, tentatively reaching for a veggie tart, so did they. Every morsel of food was first tested by themselves, same with every goblet of wine. “Do we know which deities are on our side?” I directed my question towards Nyssa and Ulrich, but it was the latter that responded. “As of right now we have those of us in the room, and a few others that weren’t able to make it today.” He swept his hand towards two Goddesses, both of which had been chatting quietly amongst themselves. “You haven’t met yet, so allow me to introduce you. This is Amora and Dhara.” Amora, with her hair the color of a ravens feather, so dark it was almost blue, and Dhara with her copper skin and chestnut waves, were both identical to their portraits in one of the books I’d read back in the Mansion of Stars library. Baby pink silk covered Amora’s curvaceous body, parting to reveal glimpses of her milky skin. Dhara wore a gown of emerald,
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Blakely The tunnels beneath the arena went much further than I’d anticipated. Dhara herself had carved them out thousands of years ago, creating a palace below the crust of the earth. She, along with Amora and Nyssa dragged me from the main room and down a corridor that led to a large suite. Orbs of flickering light protruded from the smooth, stone walls. Within the suite was everything I could’ve ever wanted. Namely, a large copper bath and a bed. Thank the Goddess. I mean, thank me—I guess. The three Goddesses assigned themselves the task of readying me for tomorrow night. No amount of protesting on my end seemed to sway them. I didn’t even get the chance to feel embarrassed as they sliced the blood-stained clothing from my body and thrust me into the tub. The moment the steaming water hit my sore muscles I threw out any notion of self-consciousness. At Dhara’s behest, a team of petite earth sprites flitted around the bathroom, attacking my dirt coated skin with soft bristle
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Blakely A male, who looked like a half-shifted wolf, stood guard at the stairs leading to the upper level. Coarse hair appeared from the neckline of his muscle shirt, and his hands were that of claws. Even his teeth appeared a bit longer, much too sharp to have been that of a human. “You have a VIP pass?” Azrael smirked, “We have something even better.” With a smack on my rear, he nudged me forward. Already ahead of the game, I let my hold slip on my glamor. My skin began to brighten, the silver glow pulsating throughout the club. Those close by gasped, their mouths popping open and eyes widening with wonder. The guard dropped his head, “My apologies, I didn’t realize.” We headed upstairs, past the rows of daybeds, each filled with naked bodies and writhing limbs. More than once we paused, checking to see if Elias was among those engaged. I had assumed he’d stand out with his golden hair and feathered wings, but that was before taking into consideration the fact that immortals c
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Heat swept across my cheeks. Slowly, without a trace of modesty, I closed my legs and situated my breasts so that they were fully covered by the sheer bralette. “Glad you enjoyed the show.” Azrael purred, brushing a stray hair from my face. His touch, while tender, was laced with a possessiveness that had me clenching my legs. Elias, who looked disheveled and not in the “I just had sex” kind of way, glanced behind him at the lower floor. A second later he grabbed the thick curtain sectioning off each individual alcove and pulled it so that it caged us in. My mates stiffened at my side, readying for a fight. Draco snarled as Elias stepped closer, a warning that would end in death should he choose to press his luck. Elias exhaled in a rush, his feathers ruffling. “You four need to leave, now. You should have never come here.” “Why?” I asked. “It’s a trap.” My mates began exchanging looks and I knew they were plotting our escape, weighing our options if and when things went to hell
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