I love Isaac and Lacy. Jacob needed that.
“I really don’t like that we haven’t been able to raise Freya or Nate via the mindlink. What if Hermes didn’t know that Lucifer would be looking to take Nathan out? We just left the two of them out here by themselves away from everyone else! We basically handed them to him on a silver platter.” I can’t help but worry at my bottom lip as I imagine all of the worst things that could have happened to my pups. Because by now, Nathan is basically one of my own. Jamal is driving us to the remote area that Freya and Nathan are staying in as I worry my ass off. Naomi and Slade are in the truck with us. I feel really bad for the two of them. It’s not like they don’t already have enough to worry about with everything that’s going on with Ryder, now they also have to worry about their eldest. It’s not uncommon for us to not be able to mindlink someone with all of the wards that are around this place right now. Especially if they are asleep. Looking at the bright morning light on the
I launch a punch at Nate’s head, which he blocks. He does the same with the roundhouse punch that I send towards his face with the other hand, but I use his hold on my arm to gain leverage over him. I jump, wrapping my legs around him and using my momentum to pull him to the ground. With my legs wrapped around his arms, he can’t catch himself. He lands with a hard grunt and I begin wailing on him. Punch after punch lands on his temples, jaw, nose, and cheeks. Nathan manages to buck me off, but he’s definitely worse for wear. “What the fuck, Tomas?!” he says, spitting blood out of his mouth. “This is supposed to be sparring, not beat the shit out of each other!” Instead of responding, I roll to my feet, crouching in a defensive position. “Mas! Come on! Talk to me. It’s not as bad as you’re making it out to be,” Nathan growls out and I can see that his injuries are already starting to heal. That, combined with his words, piss me off. “Not as bad as I’m making it ou
“Frey, just talk to me!” I call, following my twin out of her suite in our parents house. With seven people living in the same home, two sets of twins and three parents, my folks had decided to set up their home like the old packhouses. The bottom floor was the kitchen and living areas and suites for my younger siblings, Amethyst and Axel. The second floor had a few offices, a gym, and suites for Freya and me. The top floor was all for our parents and wasn’t a place that we ventured too often. So there was plenty of room for Freya to push past me and to try to get away from me.“I’m done talking about this, Finn. I know exactly how you feel about this. Hell, I know how everyone in this entire family feels about what happened between me and Nathan. And I’m going to tell you what I’ve told everyone else. It’s none of your damn business!” Freya calls over her shoulder as she heads down the stairs.Freya, Mom, Dad, and I were all heading to a supernatural council meeting. We ha
“You look stunning, Fati! I’m so excited that you are finally taking your place as Luna,” JoJo gushes at me as she puts some finishing touches on my hair. “And I think taking Caleb as your beta is an excellent idea.”JoJo has been extremely excited about literally EVERYTHING that that has to do with my luna ceremony since Hermes brought her and Alexander back to Arcadia. Jacob has been visiting his parents for the past week. I think that part of JoJo’s exuberance has something to do with her anxiety about Jacob and not hearing from him since Selene took him to her realm.“Thanks, JoJo,” I say, trying desperately to match her excitement. I mean, this is my ascension ceremony. You would think that I would be excited about it. Instead, I feel kind of empty. Like I didn’t accomplish what I was supposed to before I became a luna. “I think that Caleb will be a good beta, as well. He’s compassionate, meticulous, and has a good head on his shoulders.”“He’s been searching for a pur
I’m sitting in my parents’ home, gathered around their large dining room table with Mom, Dad, and Ethan. Ryder is with Gael and Hakeem, trying to figure out who is best to take him north to Erick’s territory. Axel, the youngest of Bella, Jamal, and Gregory’s twins, is with them, since he is Ryder’s best friend. He’s been able to help calm Ryder down and take his mind off of things so that he’s in less danger of shifting. It’s been a big help, actually. Grey is hanging out with Freya, who is her best friend. Yes, my youngest two siblings are best friends with Freya and her younger brother. Cause we need another thing to complicate what is going on between the two of us. Mom and Dad wanted them out of the house so that we could have a conversation abut the alpha position that I should have taken seven years ago. The table has been completely silent since dinner finished and my youngest two siblings left. I look at my parents. They look so tired. Haggard, really. I know tha
This is the first time that Nathan and I have been alone since the morning that our parents found us naked and snuggled together in the cave. It isn’t the first time that we’ve seen each other. We’ve had to justify ourselves to a lot of people over this past week. Everyone is pissed, particularly at Nathan. They think that he took advantage of me, because apparently all of wolfdom knew how I felt about Nathan. Well, everyone except him. He thought I had gotten over those feelings a long time ago. They say that I’m a victim of all of this. But they aren’t just worried about me. They’re worried about Nyx, too. How could he have completely have forgotten about her? How could he have sex with me just after their matebond was severed? Did he even love her in the first place? They thought that he was better than all of this. As one of the two people that were in that cave, nothing could be further from the truth. Nathan was absolutely gutted by the loss of his matebond to
I tug at the collar of my shirt, feeling suffocated by the tie and button-up shirt that I’m wearing. “Fuck!” I whisper under my breath. “I fucking hate this.” “Talking to yourself?” I turn to see my sister leaning against the door to my room. I look at her with so much desperation in my eyes. “Please tell me that I don’t have to do this,” I beg. She just gives me a bitter smile. “ ‘Fraid that you have to, Bubba,” she says using the nickname she gave me as a toddler. “Shit!” I hiss out. I loosen my tie and throw it on my bed. I cover my eyes with the heels of my hands and let out a groan of frustration. “How do I get up in front of all of these wolves and do this?” Grey crosses the room and pulls my hands from my face, looking me dead in the eyes. “You’re going to do this the same way that you do everything. With a fierce determination and selflessness that’s stronger than any other wolf I’ve ever seen. And with the bravery that you take into warrior training every t
I wake up to the feeling of a man’s arm around my waist, my head cushioned on his chest. His hand strokes my hair, helping me to slowly wake up. For a few seconds, I can pretend. Pretend that the male touching me, that ravaged me last night, that will likely take me this morning, that makes my body respond and my heart feel like it’s going to leap out of my chest is him. Nathan. And then, Lucifer speaks. “Good morning, mate,” Lucifer purrs to me, his hand coming down to tilt my chin up. The feeling of his touch sends small sparks racing up my skin wherever he touches me, a pale imitation of what I felt when I touched Nathan. But that bond is gone. And as much as Lucifer has tortured and imprisoned me, I’m bonded to him. He’s my mate by prophecy and magick. It’s been just over a week since the bond between Nathan and I was forcibly broken. That was the oddest combination of sensations. The feeling of complete despair and my soul cleaving in two as the bond was br
So much pain. Those fucking angels! They killed my mate. They killed MY CHILD! And then they tried to kill me. I had enough power left within me in order teleport away from them to the edge of Tartarus. But I was bleeding heavily from a wound that eviscerated my stomach and just missed my heart. Otherwise, I would have died right then and there. I used all the power that I had left to make my way through the cyclopses, the hydra, the river of fire. And then I make my way down the labyrinthine walkways, looking for my first love. Only she will have the power to heal me. Only she will have the power to bring me back to what I was before. I don’t know how long it took for me to get to her. How much blood flowed from my body. How much pain I felt. How low I had to get. I laid on the ground, covered in dirt, dehydrated, and weak. And then I feel someone push me with their foot.
It’s so hard to believe that the war is over. All of that build up and fear for just one, admittedly epic, fight? I guess I just never realized how much war is about waiting for something to happen. Hermes says that it’s really like that, but it’s still hard to believe. The angels are all up in a tither worried that they haven’t been able to find evidence of Lucifer’s body being gone. We haven’t heard anything from their god, so I’m assuming that he’s not worried about it. I mean, it’s been two weeks and nothing. Gabriel has even come to Jacob and said that he can start the process of detaching from the Christian god and giving up his powers. Though, halfway through Gabriel’s instructions on how to do that, Michael showed up and basically begged Jacob to remain a Throne for another six months. Just in case Lucifer came back. After meeting with Maeve, Dougal, and Win, the results were mixed. Maeve hated being a Throne.
A parent should never have to bury their child. Ever. Even though Nyx wasn’t of our blood or even of our species, she was just as much our child as Jared, Summer, and Chris. Even though she was only with us for a less than a year, she was our pup. And this is the worst pain that I’ve ever experienced, aside from the pain of losing Charlie. I stand with Kayla, Brandon, Jared, Summer, Rowen, Chris, and Esteban. Little Lilianna sits on Chris’s lap, the two year old not understanding what is happening. Neither do the triplets, Nixon, Natalie, and Nolan. Each are sitting with the parent that they seem to gravitate to the most: Nixon with her little hands trying to wipe the tears from Kayla’s face, Natalie in my arms and giving me hugs and kisses to try to comfort me, and Nolan sitting stoically in Brandon’s arms though he has his hands wraps around his father’s fingers. No, our pups don’t know what has happened, but they know that something is wrong. Nathan stands on Kayla’s othe
I immediately know when Lucifer has been slain. We all do. There’s a power in the air that just dissipates. It’s there one second and then it’s gone. And then the enemy either surrender or run away, dropping their weapons as they go. Oh, there are a few die hard proponents of what Lucifer was trying to do, but they don’t last long. They are quickly overrun by fae, witches, wolves, shifters, supernaturals, or angels. Within an hour of Lucifer’s death, all of the fighting is done and the medics have flooded the field. Gods and goddesses either heal right there on the field or teleport those that need immediate medical attention to the surgery tents. Arya and I quickly turn to the Elite and pups’ mates, and our friends. “Summer! Jared!” Arya says, looking up from healing a nasty bite to Tomas’s leg that is already showing signs of infection. “Here!” Summer shouts out in a pained voice. I turn to see
All three of us see the Morning star leaving the palace and stepping onto the field with the angels and we know that time is running out. We have to hurry and get to Nyx and sever her bond with Lucifer so that he is weak enough for them to kill him. No one else seems to be guarding the castle, at lest not on our side. I can see that demons and gods are getting into ranks and preparing to get onto the battlefield. The problem is, they’re too slow. The angels are already hear. They have breached the walls that surround the castle, their armor and very skin gleaming, their swords and battle axe’s, and spears coated in the multiple colors of blood that each of these evil beings possess. “We need to get inside while they’re all occupied,” Rowen says as we run towards the gates. “And before anyone comes in as reinforcements.” “Anyone see how to get the gates open?” Alexander says, his eyes rapidly taking in the structure in front of us.
The second that we make our way through the gate into the Underworld, we’re all ready to start fighting. I mean, that’s the logical thing to do, right? Problem is, we seem to have gone into a gate where there are minimal guards. Like, this gate seems to have been forgotten completely. There's two there and they were taken out by the blast that opened the gate. Either we got really fucking lucky. Or we’ve walked into a trap. Angels pour into the hole behind us, creating a perimeter to keep us safe from behind. No, they won’t be able to stop Lucifer, but they are cannon fodder that will slow him down. Yeah, that sounds really fucking shitty to say it like that, but they knew the score when they were assigned to the role. It is what it is. From the gate, I can see Hades’s palace, where Lucifer and his new queen, Nyx, have been staying since they were kicked out of Valhalla. We’re coming in about five miles to the south and three miles above the palace. The gate is in
It is killing me to wait here with the gods while my mates are all in three different spots right now. I’m so agitated and distracted by this fact that my winged shoes are making me float about a foot off of the ground. Josefina is with her parents, fighting near the front lines. What I hate is that she doesn’t have any powers to fight with. She’s just got her strength and skills as a warrior and a wolf. Thank fuck that the wolves take fighting seriously, so she has a ton of skill. But that only helps me feel just a little bit of relief. She is definitely the mate that I’m most worried about. But then there’s Alexander. He and his twin are escorting Nathan to get to Nyx so that he can kill her and the child in her stomach. Hecate had told us that Nyx is in labor starting this morning. So they have to get to her quickly. Of course, that means finding the right time to get past the enemy army ahead of the rest of our allies and then fight whoever Lucifer has guarding the
The contractions had been happening off and on for the past two days. “Braxton-Hicks,” Persephone assured me. “It’s just your body’s way of getting ready for birth. It can happen for a long time before you actually go into labor. I really wouldn’t worry about it if I were you.” But I knew better. I could feel this evil thing’s elation as it could feel me preparing for birth. It had been tossing and turning in my stomach, moving into position for birth. So when I woke in the wee hours of the morning today, feeling strong achy bands of pressure all around my stomach. I let out a wheezy, breathy screams as the feeling took my breath away. I had been laying on my left side, my head pillowed on Lucifer’s arm, his other arm keeping me pulled into him. When I had woken in pain, it woke him up as well. “What’s wrong? What’s happening?” Lucifer asks, his eyes are wide, but his voice is laced with aggression and protectiveness. He had moved over top of me, caging me against t
The screeching sound that comes from above us sounds like a combination between the howl of a wolf, the cry of some kind of bird of prey, and a woman’s scream. We look up and there are seven of these…things. They have the body of a woman, looking heavily pregnant and near giving birth, talons for feet and wings like a giant eagle, and the head of an enormous rabid jackal. But the belly is actually full of the babies and men that they’ve eaten. They are wearing what looks like a skull bikini, a skull covering each breast and her vulva. It’s fucking weird and looks very uncomfortable. In their hands, each carries one knife made of fire and another made of ice. The Lamashtu. The seven aspects of the Mesapotamian Goddess of evil. Think Hecate, but in seven different bodies instead of sharing the same body. And when I say that she was evil, I mean EVIL. Evil just for evil’s sake. One of the few goddesses in all of the various pantheons who didn’t have a reason to be evil. S