As the red vehicle approached the stranded carriage and officers in black uniforms piled out, Griff snarled through the phone he clenched between his jaws to run.He didn’t need to tell me twice.The moment the enforcers, or whoever those people were, pulled the crowd of irate customers off of the porter, they would notice that the occupants of two of the cabins were missing. I turned around and bolted down the winding path.Leaves and low branches tangled in my fur as I passed, but the minor irritation was nothing compared to what would happen if we were caught. Griff followed a few paces behind me, either slowing because of the mobile phone he had to carry or out of a sense of protecting his mate. It was hard to tell which side of his soul was in charge, but I didn’t dwell on it too long.Our claws scraped across stony ground, and a cool breeze meandered through the trees and low shrubs. We continued down a winding slope leading to a fast-running stream that looked narrow enough to
The door at the other end opened, and Lydia jogged in, wearing a pair of leather pants and a fitted blazer that made her look like she was both business-like and ready to kick ass. Her blue hair was arranged in a messy bun, with strands that looked purple in the basement’s peculiar light.“Cathwulf, do you want to come with me?” she asked with a smile.I gave both gods what I hoped was a deferent nod of thanks for the rescue before bounding across the room toward Fenrir’s mate.Lydia held the door open for me, and I rushed out into a concrete hallway that led to a stairwell of a similar material. Nostalgia overwhelmed my senses, and memories flooded my mind of Dad and me opening the door to the upper basement and staring down at the floodwater.He used to tell me that this was a problem I would have to fix when I became the alpha. Whenever I asked if we could solve it now, he would pat my head and laugh.I shook off the memories and continued up the stairs to the ground floor, and thr
“How are they going?” I asked.Her smile faded. “There have been a few unexpected developments, but don’t mention anything to Fenrir, or he’ll take charge. He needs to focus on this mission.”I nodded and walked through a room overlooking the front lawn, where a metal stage took up the middle of the space that looked like it had once held a statue. Sunlight streamed in through the windows, illuminating the bed’s carved headboard of a winged wolf flying through an inferno of demons. It almost reminded me of my journey from the Punishment Pit to Hades’ palace.After the first shower since escaping the Fifth Faction of Hell, I felt refreshed enough to face two wolf gods and my furious mate. I dressed in the outfit Lydia had ordered for me and gazed into the mirror. The leather pants I chose made my legs look even longer than ever, and the tank top pinched a little at the waist, accentuating my too-large boobs.I pulled up the neckline and scowled. “Why didn’t I order something more modes
I glanced from a grinning Ophois to Fenrir, who gazed back as though the entire heist depended on my ability to ride an Egyptian wolf god through a void between realms. My throat spasmed. Was I supposed to jump on his back while the atmosphere of that place sucked all the air and moisture from my lungs, or would he transport me in a bag of sand?My gaze darted to Griff, whose features were as tense as the tight band of alarm wrapping around my lungs.“I don’t understand,” I murmured. “Why me?”“Ideally it would be a large team, but Ophois needs someone to help him detonate the smoke bombs, gather the prisoners, and collect the crystals.”The band of alarm tightened around my throat. “It sounds like there needs to be at least twelve of us.”“You know what happens when people who don’t belong to Hell try to enter it,” Ophois said in that booming voice.I rubbed the back of my neck. It wasn’t like I was chickening out, but I wasn’t sure if I could do everything they wanted. But they woul
I gave him what I hoped was a confident smile. Ophois and I would just go training. It wasn’t like he would consume me like he did that wizard. At least not until the heist was complete.Griff pursed his lips, his brows creasing with concern.“After you.” Ophois swept an arm toward the doorway.Griff nodded and drew back.I stepped through the opening and into the darkened enclosure of tents and Viking-style buildings, my lungs filling with the scent of the forest. Ophois followed after me and closed the door with a flash of golden light.The lining of my stomach trembled with trepidation. How on earth did he think he would get me ready to traverse that void?I gazed up into his golden eyes and asked, “What would you like me to do?”“Fenrir tells me that the layers between the two wards were based on the space between dimensions. How did you cope with that particular void?”“By holding my breath,” I murmured. “But that dark patch felt nothing like sticking my hand through the door.”“
He paused, seeming to wait for me to say something else. When I continued my stony silence, he walked in the direction of the wards. “This shouldn’t be too onerous, but speak if you become faint.”“All right,” I whispered.The magical barrier tingled over my skin, and as Ophois stepped into its depths, everything went black. Instead of emerging out through the other side into the forest, he turned left and continued a steady path through the dark.“Are you feeling any effects yet?” he asked.“Nothing,” I murmured.“Then your soul is more resilient than most,” he said.“But this is a milder version of the void.”“Correct.”We walked the rest of the way in silence, but several moments later, a sensation of pins and needles attacked my skin. Or maybe it was fleas.“I’m feeling something, now,” I said.“Can you continue for thirty more seconds?” he asked.“Yes, why?”“Because that will be a full revolution of the wards.”With a sharp nod, I uncurled my fists and placed them flat on his sh
If Griff were a teakettle, his insides would have been roiling, and steam would have risen from his spout. I glanced at him from the corner of my eye and grimaced. What was he so pissed off about? The bikini had been scandalous, but it was still better than being naked. Or had the prospect of being chastised by a wolf god gotten his tail into a knot?Beki nodded, confirming my suspicions.“He wouldn’t have spoken so rudely to Fenrir,” I said.She tilted her head to the side and sighed.Crossing lines and challenging others was typical wolf behavior. There were only a few ways to deal with a much stronger opponent: submitting or ignoring their overwhelming influence while still treading around them on tender paws.He pulled me in the direction of the wards, but I yanked my arm out of his grip.“Don’t tell me you’re going back to him,” he snarled.“It’s been ages since I’ve seen Glinda.” I walked around the back of the bell tents to the distorted part of the wards that led to the kennel
Stupid Ophois and his poisonous suggestions. The wolf-headed bastard was correct. Griff was only paying attention to me because another wolf showed interest. If the wolf god hadn’t been so flirtatious, Griff would probably still be snarling at me to stay away. Now, he was volunteering to take me out to eat, even though I looked nothing like Katie.As I placed a hand on the edge of the booth, the kitchen door on my left opened, followed by a flash movement. I whirled around to find a black woman with long braids coming at me with a dagger.My stomach dropped, and my instincts reared to the surface.I pivoted, picked up the table, and threw it into her face.It clipped her shoulder, making her stumble backward and land in a crouch. She snarled, “You’re a dead woman, Cathwulf Aibek.”Adrenaline flooded my system, making every muscle in my body tighten. Hadn’t I told Fenrir that Hades had sent Marianna back to Shifter City in another body? He had probably ordered her to kill me for siding