Sorry I've been MIA. We had some family stuff going on.
The car ride has been full of awkward silence since we left for Alpha Roman’s area in Washington State right after breakfast. I mean, we’re in the car with a 13 year old pup who is sedated enough to suppress his wolf that we don’t really know. And Kens and I are at the tail end of our bonding period. It almost feels like everyone was like, ‘Sooo, now that you’re mated, it’s time for you to have a pup. Here you go, have fun.” Kens had been trying to enlist Ryder in conversation, but he’s just responding with grunts and single word answers. I don’t know if he’s lack of response to my mate is because of the sedation he’s under, because he’s exhausted after leaving so early in the morning, or because he’s got a bad attitude, but it’s really pissing me off that he can’t even give my mate enough respect to answer her. And it’s not just the fact that she’s a Luna. She’s trying to draw him out of his shell and to learn more about him. We’re going to be together for a while and we
I have no idea what Amelia said to Ryder when I was in the gas station, but I came out to a completely different wolf. He had been an asshole the entire trip, but he was suddenly speaking in full sentences and even cracked a joke or two. Turns out, he and Amelia shared a love for 80s rock music and a horrible singing voice. We’ll just say that their duet to Carry On My Wayward Son would not be making it on CarPool Karaoke anytime soon. The 180 that our roadtrip suddenly took was so pleasant and fun all because of whatever the conversation was between Amelia and Ryder that I knew that I would have to reward her. We decided that we would camp out under the stars tonight. Here in the southern part of the US, it rarely gets to the point that we werewolves are cold, even in the dead of winter. And with the heat wave that had taken over during this part of mid-spring, it was perfectly acceptable for us to be camping. As we go further north, that same action is going to seem somewhat
“Where the hell are they?” Thor growls beside me. “We’ve been waiting for an eternity.” I put my hand on his thigh to calm him. He’s never been the most patient of gods, unless it’s when he’s hunting. Or in the bedroom. Or under a waterfall like last night. Or hell, under the table like it was at breakfast this morning. Ok, he’s patient with hunting and fucking. The thought brings a blush to my cheeks and he notices, his eyes immediately darkening and a wicked grin climbing onto his face. He leans into me, his lips brushing the shell of my ear. “What are you thinking about, elsker (lover/soulmate)?” I whisper back, trying to keep my face pleasant and blank for the gods and goddesses around us. “Something wholly inappropriate for meeting with the hosts of heaven.” He gives a chuckle that I can feel all the way down to my core. It’s at moments like these that I am thankful that gods don’t smell a female’s arousal in the way that my wolves can. That’s all they would ever s
“I fucking hate him!” I nearly scream as I throw the vase of black roses that he sent to me. “I can’t stand how he touches me or his fetid breath against my lips. I just want to fucking kill him!” “I know, Nyx, but you’ve got to wait. You know that isn’t his fate. You aren’t able to kill him. None of us are. We have to wait for the archangel to come.” Persephone tries to calm me. Since gaining my powers, Lucifer has loosened the reins on me. As his mate, I can’t be away from him for too long without feeling the effects. You would think that would make our matebond stronger. You would be wrong. See, with gaining my powers, I also figured out what my wonderful mate had in store for me. And we’ll just say that using me to create a child just so he can kill it with the same blade that he used to kill me so that he can absorb the child’s powers isn’t all that endearing. Problem is, in order to save not only me, but humanity from the fate of Lucifer becoming all powerful,
Hermes and I have made up. I’m one third of the way to getting my mates back. Honestly, I had thought that my apology to him was going to be the trickiest. Turns out, just being honest with him was all that I needed to do. Well, that and a good fucking. Men are simple. I’d be the same way. It was just that I didn’t really know him, I had just freaked the fuck out on him. So, it made trying to fix things harder. And I went on a walk with Alex last night and apologized to him. We also had sex out in the woods. I’m telling you, men are just easier. But now, I have the more difficult apology to get through. I have to apologize to JoJo. For fucking up in the exact same way that I fucked up with her and risking our matebond. Again. Because of how hard this is going to be, I had Hermes and Alex help me. I don’t know a lot about Valhalla, having not been here the entire time they were. What I did know of the castle was the huge room that we are in with its ginormous balc
“Alright. Let’s run through it again,” I say to Freya. I’d already gotten a new pot of dirt and a seed pushed inside of it for the Earth challenge. The hose to fill the pool, a pot of matured white-tufted dandelions, charcoal bricks, and an ingot of ore wait outside the door for each of their turns to be manipulated and changed. “Are you fucking serious, Nate? We’ve done it four times already!” she whines. “And we’re gonna do it a fifth. Let’s go. Earth, Water, Wind, Fire, and Metal. In that order,” I tell her. She just stares at me incredulously, like I’m not speaking English. “Frey, you have to be able to use all of these spells on command, whatever order they say, whenever they say it. You have a start date for your trial, but that doesn’t mean that they plan on having you do them all at once. It could be back to back to back or there could be days in between. They could have you working with training the acolytes and then have you do all five trails at one time.
After the bout of morning sickness, I was hit with a wave of exhaustion so deep that I could barely keep my eyes open. Lucifer was extremely concerned, but Persephone said that it was normal, especially in the first few weeks of pregnancy. Being pregnant as a goddess is different, faster, than the pregnancy of a human. Instead of being pregnant for 9 months, the baby will take less than half that time. That means that in four short months, this demon child of Lucifer’s, this child that spells out not just my death, but the death of life as we know it, will be born. It puts a definite timeline on when my friends, my family, and my true mate have to get their shit together and kill this asshole. And for Nathan to kill me. I feel bad for the child that is growing inside of me. It never stood a chance. Lucifer has always been planning to kill it to gain its power. I never wanted it. And the world needs it dead no matter what. If I didn’t know what horrible potential it holds t
Waking up this morning, I hadn’t realized what a momentous day that this would be. I mean, I knew that it would be the start of my High Priestess trials. I had a fair idea that the trials would all take place fairly quickly since we’re at war with the biggest, baddest evil out there. I had even prepared for the fact that I would probably be doing all of them today. Nate had prepared me for that really well. Nate… Maiden’s keys, that male has me wrapped around his little finger. It’s like I can’t get enough of him, and he surely hasn’t been able to get enough of me. He brought me back to his rooms last night after I had recovered from all of the trials he had me complete and basically worshiped my body. It was like he couldn’t get enough. Thank Selene that I can’t get pregnant, since we aren’t mates. I was woken by an incessant mental poke for someone trying to mindlink me. For it to wake me up like this, it has to be from either a family member or an alpha wolf. And by t