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Chapter 94
Jane DoeIn this Chapter: Draco: God of the Lycans. Azrael: God of the Wolves. Orion: God of the Mages.
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Blakely I grabbed his wrist, stopping him in his tracks. For a moment, I didn’t know what to say. The words simply refused to take form. How could I explain that as angry as he made me, there was no way I’d ever be able to stop wanting him? How could I express that I wanted to let go of the past, that the glimpses of the Orion I saw now were what I wanted to hold onto? “Draco’s watching over him.” I said, momentarily shocked by the drop in my voice. There was no fear, no indecision. For once, I knew what I wanted. “Stay with me, sparky.” His eyes widened, “Are you sure?” A wicked thrill shot through me. Azrael was going to live. That gave us more time, and I wanted to cherish every second of it. I wanted none of it to go to waste. “Don’t make me tell you twice.” The smile that brightened Orion’s face turned him from devastatingly handsome to that of a true immortal. I was so struck by it’s beauty that I hadn’t reacted when he lunged for me, scooping me into his arms and pinning m
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Blakely Hours after falling asleep in each other’s arms, momentarily sated after four breathtaking rounds, a knock sounded at the door. It was accompanied by Draco’s voice curling throughout my head. Somehow, I could tell it was flooding Orion’s as well. ‘Azrael is awake and asking for you, tiny goddess.’ All thoughts of sleep evaporated from my mind. I shot up from the bed, snarling as the sheets tangled around my body. Orion, who was leaning against the headboard, watched with a glimmer of amusement dancing in his eyes. With a huff, I stopped thrashing. “How long have you been up?” “Awhile.” He replied, quickly glancing away. “What? Why didn’t you wake me up?” I finally managed to detangle myself from the blankets. Completely nude, and more than aware of Orion’s eyes locked on my ass, I trudged over to the closet and made my way inside. Since our clothes had been shredded, we needed to find something else to wear. Rows upon rows of garments lined the walls. I grabbed a soft c
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Blakely Dain and Rachel, along with their suit-wearing guards, had been silent for several minutes following our lengthy explanation. It had taken some debating between the four of us, but we ultimately decided to tell the couple everything that had happened in our realm. Was it risky? Definitely. There was no telling if we could trust these people, but they had just as much on the line as we did. Besides, if there was even a smidgen of a chance that they might know about this pale beast, then it was a risk we needed to take. Nothing mattered more than killing it. “The white bull,” Rachel swallowed heavily, “It’s in your realm now? It came there through this—this Sun Goddess you mentioned?” “Yes.” The word was curt and cold as it left Orion’s lips. “She betrayed us all. Her sister included.” I took a drink, hoping to wet my dry tongue. Speaking about the pale beast made me feel dehydrated and nauseous all at once. Even after learning the truth, we were still no closer to finding
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Blakely Sitting down at the desk stationed at the far end of the suite, Orion closed the book in front of him with a sigh. “Both beasts came into existence along with the universe. It doesn’t particularly say how that’s possible, only that it is. Apparently, they exist in every realm, in every galaxy. They’re infinite.” “Which means we’re infinitely fucked.” Azrael chimed in, his head hanging off the end of the chaise lounge. The long strands of his ebony hair trailed along the floor, moving subtly as he watched Draco pace. I set my own book down and turned to lay on my side. “Thank you for those encouraging words.” “Any time, little wolf. According to one of those musty books, I can’t remember which one, all of humanity came into existence from the black beast. It creates, while it’s counterpart, the pale one, corrupts and destroys.” Orion pinched the bridge of his nose, “Most of this information seems rooted in legend. We’ll have to keep digging. I haven’t found any record of th
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Orion I should have known something was up the moment Azrael and poison went silent. Now that I’d realized the error of my ways in pushing Blakely aside, I could see clearly how well she fit us. She was able to juggle Azrael’s chaos, Draco’s need to protect, and my somewhat capricious nature, with an ease that felt natural. She truly had been made for us. Whether she was a gift from Lunette herself, or a miracle created by pure happenstance, I was more grateful than I’d ever been to have earned her forgiveness. Or, at least, a portion of it. Enough for her to have gifted me the most precious thing of all: her mark. I thought I’d known desire. Genevieve had piqued my interest well enough, but it was nothing compared to this burning, all-consuming thing now writhing within my chest. A simple whiff of her scent or the feel of her eyes grazing my skin was likely to set me aflame. It wasn’t until last night, having her draped across my chest, snoring softly without a care in the world
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Blakely “Enough.” Orion snarled in my ear, pinning me tight to his chest. “I’ve got you, poison. Stop fighting me.” The sound of his voice washed away the fear. I melted against him, my heart slamming in my chest so hard I knew he could feel it. Unfortunately, I wasn’t the only one who heard Orion’s voice. The prisoner’s started up again, whipped into a sort of frenzy. “God spawn…” One snarled, it’s voice crackling like blood lodged in a windpipe. Another tittered, it’s laugh reminding me of the sounds an animal might make as it died. “Mage God, Mage God…” It sang. We pushed forward, fighting past the screams and whispers of truths most terrible. Even as the sound faded in the distance, the unease remained. Time turned to liquid, then a solid, then a liquid again the further we delved into the mountain. It was impossible to judge how long we’d been traveling. Eventually, we heard something. It wasn’t the hiss or whisper of prisoner’s deep within the earth. It was a strange s
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