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“I’m so glad you noticed,” he replied with a broad grin.The older woman settled beside Ophois, who offered us all champagne.Normally, I wouldn’t imbibe alcohol, but the purpose of our girls’ night out was to get Calla to spill all of Hades’ secrets, so I agreed to a glass. With a flick of his wrist, Ophois filled the flutes and floated them over to us.Calla fluttered her lashes. “I just love to see a man performing such high-level magic.”“And what brand do you practice, my dear?” he drawled.“I’m a fire mage.” She clicked her fingers and produced a flame.“Did they execute you?” I asked.I cringed the moment I said those words. She hadn’t divulged her status as a spirit, and she didn’t need a reminder that she was dead. Besides, Logris had changed now, and the Supernatural Council even had a Fire Queen. Calla and Coral didn’t need to be reminded that they’d spent their lives being persecuted.Coral turned to me with a smile. “We lived together in a secret enclosure, far from the e
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“People fall in love with illusions all the time.” He floated over the platter of sliced meat. “Some falsehoods are so tightly woven that we believe them to be real. The results of learning the truth are deadly.”Unease settled in my belly, and every butterfly in my stomach tried to crawl through its lining. What kind of person was this to make these sweeping statements based on my life in an attempt to get laid? Maybe that’s why he kept insisting on that dinner. He had a way of burrowing under the skin and pulling out a person’s deepest insecurities.Sitting straighter in my seat, I picked up the serving fork and placed a few slices of pork on my plate. I was about to serve him some but had to ask, “Do you eat food?”“On occasion,” he replied, his voice light with amusement.“That man who visited you before we arrived. What did you do to him?”“Gregory Beaks?” Ophois asked.“I think so.”“He’s somewhere in my digestive tract,” Ophois said with a shrug.My stomach dropped and I placed
REJECTED MATE Chapter 47
Captain Caria squeezed the trigger. I dove behind the table, the bullet missing me by inches.Shit, shit shit. If one of those things hit me… My mind filled with memories of Rocco, and how the captain had shot him and carried him off to Hell.“Cathwulf,” Ophois bellowed from the other side of his doorway. “Run.”I reached for a weapon, but all I had was the chair I was hiding behind, which was going to do fuck-all against the gun-toting daughter of the King of Hell. Golden light flashed across the room, and something rolled across the floor and stopped at my feet.My gaze darted to the object—a gold cylinder that looked like it needed a burst of magic to open. It thrummed with Ophois’ crackling power, but I had no idea how to employ it as a weapon.“What are you standing around for?” the captain yelled. “Seize her.”The waitress hurried around the table, her features grim with determination. After checking that she was unarmed, I lunged at her ankles and brought her to the floor.She
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My jaw dropped, and I was about to ask if Griff had told her when my gaze caught the gold object I’d left on the floor.“What’s that?” I asked.Aunt Sybil picked it up and placed it in my hand. “It looks like a needle case. Are you thinking of taking up sewing?”I pinched the bridge of my nose, remembering how Ophois had asked me to stick a golden needle into the goat-horned demon. If I had thrown it through the door, it might have transported him to Fenrir’s basement.Beki’s sharp bark reminded me of Captain Caria’s gun. If she had killed me, and my soul had floated over to the other side, then I could have look forward to an eternity of torture.I wrapped Aunt Sybil into a hug. “It’s great to see you, but could we catch up later?”“Sure.” She gave me a gentle squeeze before letting go and walking out of the door.Now that Shifter City was safe from Hades and I was alone, all that remained of the debacle was the upturned table and the broken plates and glasses across the marble floor
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I rose from the seat and made sure that Calla was too busy with her champagne to notice me heading for the cartographer sitting at the table behind them. One of the fire pits flared, sending out flames that reached the restaurant’s concrete ceiling.The dark-haired woman raised her head from her drawing as I slid into the seat beside her.“Did you get enough information? Is there anything you need me to ask about the palace?”“The other two questioned her quite thoroughly, thank you.” She gestured at what appeared to be a mobile phone.It was transcribing every word from the women on the other table and creating images based on things that Calla said. I shook my head and marveled at the modern magical developments.“Did they say anything else about the elevator?” I asked.She glanced down at the screen and tapped a few commands. “There was a brief conversation earlier where they mentioned the number of people authorized to use it. His Majesty will have the master transcript if you wis
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I recognized the location immediately. Hades stood at the foot of the stairs that led to his office’s mezzanine. Beside him floated the pane of glass that had trapped Ophois. He was still in his human form, and his handsome features twisted with rage.My jaw clenched, and I swallowed back an insult. It wasn’t like the bastard could hear me.“Fenrisúlfr,” Hades drawled. “I never thought you would recruit the Egyptians to carry out your futile quest. My demons have destroyed Demeter’s root tunnels, and the Opener of the Ways cannot escape my trap. You have run out of options.”“Shit,” Griff hissed.Bile rose to the back of my throat. I really hated this guy.Whoever was holding the camera zoomed in to get a close up of Ophois. The light had faded from his golden eyes, leaving them a dull amber. He strained against the glass, looking like he was trying to smash through it with his magic, but it remained firm.“If I don’t hear from you,” Hades' voice continued over the footage, “I will ha
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Griff and I stepped back from Fenrir’s desk as the wolf god rose from his seat and rolled his shoulders. Moonlight streamed in from the huge bay window that made up that corner of the alpha’s study, coloring the ends of his blond curls silver.He turned his gaze to the other end of the room and said, “Tell Lydia I’ll be in Hell.”“The Sixth?” Philip asked from where he stood by the doorway.“That’s right.”The Neutral inclined his head before leaving the room.“Where’s Lydia tonight?” I asked.“Dealing with the latest disaster in the Shifter Trials.” Fenrir walked out from behind his desk without elaborating.Griff placed a hand on the small of my back, bringing me closer to his body. I couldn’t tell if the gesture was to comfort me or to warn me not to ask for more details. Either way, his silent show of support calmed my nerves.How bad could it be to blackmail an angel when I had a wolf god and the Norse god of Mischief providing backup?I cleared my throat. “Does your father live
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“I’m not taking any chances after tonight’s security breach.”The door ahead of us flung open, and a seven-foot-tall demon charged out, holding a trident. His oxblood-red skin reminded me of the bastards who worked the pits. Behind him jogged a pair of similar-looking creatures who I was certain I had knocked unconscious with sleeping gas.“You,” snarled the one in front, although he was looking at Fenrir and not at me.“Take me to my sister,” Fenrir said.He bared his teeth and hissed, but he still managed to bow. His companions opened the door, which led to a chamber that looked like it belonged in a movie about Hell. It was dome-shaped with metal walls etched to form intricate archways. Giant skulls hung halfway to the ceiling, each spewing streams of lava over shackled prisoners.My breath caught. I had never visited a working throne room. The ones in museums didn’t count, and neither did any I’d seen on television. But this space was huge. It was probably the size of the alpha’s
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Hades was a persistent bastard who continued to attack Shifter City. He sent assassins, spies, and other Trojan horses, but Fenrir was always prepared. With the help of Loki, Ophois, and a few other lupine gods we had encountered during the past fifteen years, Midgard remained the afterlife of choice for all wolves.Our system was simple: the berserkers in the Hellfire Pack would collect the souls of those who died within Shifter City or within the Norse pack’s protected wards. Griff and I would venture out to reap any wolves who died within the Supernatural World.We didn’t even need to hide in the trunk of an Überwald to exit Shifter City. The Hellhounds we rode moved us faster than any speeding vehicle, and the magic protecting our physical forms was powerful enough to shield us from Hades and his enforcers.Griff and I stood within a white room in the Shifter Ward of Atlantis Hospital, waiting for an old she-wolf to take her last breath. We could barely see her through the crowd o
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Guests filled white seats in a large reception hall decorated to resemble a Greek temple. At its very end, Hades stood beneath an archway of mauve calla lilies and pomegranate flowers. He wore an ostentatious oxblood red frock coat with plum-colored embroidery.To his right stood a dark-haired male in a morning suit of the same color, wearing a five o’clock stubble that he probably thought made him look cool.Griff gave me a nudge. “His best man is Lucifer, King of the Seventh Faction.”My brows rose, and I scanned the groom’s side of the room. The entire Supernatural Council sat in the front seats with Captain Caria, who wore a dress for a change and sat beside a dark-haired woman whose features were equally as stern. Azriel perched on his seat behind them, looking like he’d been blackmailed into attending.Among the powerful VIPs, I recognized a dark-skinned couple in Egyptian attire who had to be Isis and Osiris, the aunt and uncle of Ophois and the rulers of the First Faction. Lok
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Several days ago, Fenrir had suggested we raid the Fifth Faction on the night of the Strawberry Moon. Now we had retrieved the wolf souls, we no longer needed to perform the heist, but my idea would be the perfect revenge.Fenrir sat behind his desk and folded his arms across his chest. He glanced from me to Griff and said, “This is completely unnecessary. After everything you’ve endured, there’s no need for you to face Hades.”Griff spoke first. “This is the least that bastard deserves. He has to learn that striking at Midgard has consequences.”“Agreed,” Fenrir said. “But I don’t want to put either of you at risk.”“It’ll be worth it to teach him not to embed curses in people’s souls,” I said. “And I also can’t wait to melt the smirk off his face when I interrupt him with his mate.”Griff snarled, remembering how Hades had infiltrated our hotel room just as we had planned to become intimate. It was time to return his gesture with one of our own.Fenrir snickered. “Fine, but doing th
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My breath turned quick and shallow, and my gaze remained fixed on what was looking to be a terrible earthquake. “Were the others too late to save the wards?”“It’s Fenrir.” Griff slung an arm around my shoulder and tucked me into his side.The distant hill split into several pieces, and the ground that comprised it tumbled away in an avalanche, revealing a mass of white that took up the landscape. My pulse quickened, but Beki made excited barks as though she was meeting an old friend.“Don’t tell me Fenrir’s the size of a blue whale,” I whispered.Griff rubbed his chin. “He once told me he couldn’t shift without destroying the village, but I didn’t completely understand what he meant until now.”Chunks of land rolled off the massive wolf as it rose onto four legs and raised his head toward the pale sky. Despite having remained underground for goodness knows how long, his fur was as pristine as Beki’s. The only difference between them apart from size was that Fenrir’s wolf had turquois
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Flying scorpions hovered above us, breathing plumes of fire over our heads whilst trying to re-form. The other wolf shifters tossed wet stones at the swarm, making them break into further pieces. Roars of triumph mingled with the skin-tightening clicks of armored wings, but none of that mattered. Not while Griff was standing before me and declaring he’d made a mistake.The cacophony of sounds faded into the background, and I gazed into his amber eyes. Amber eyes that shone with love and sorrow and regret. Amber eyes that I could have lost myself in for an eternity. Beki pushed herself against our bond and swooned with joy.I wasn’t quite so hopeful.How many times had I gone through this before? I needed to know that the bond wouldn’t bring up something else that would turn Griff away.“Why?” I asked. “Why did you return if it wasn’t for Fenrir?”The muscles in his handsome face tightened, and his gaze jerked to the side. “I didn’t want you to leave the island,” he said, his voice tig
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Mum rushed to our side with a bucket of water and set it on the floor. “I’ll get more.”Some of the other wolves had gathered a pile of rocks around the clearing, only to disappear and fetch more, while a few of them remained to hurl them at Snorri. Each stone that landed dented his huge scorpion body, but it did nothing to break him apart.An idea hit me upside the head. “Dad.” I gave him a nudge in the side. “Let’s try getting these stones wet.”Without another word, he walked to the pile of rocks, gathered up a pair, and dipped them in the water. I left the attackers to join him and took one from his hand.I was no expert on arthropods or any other type of shelled creature, but Dad had once told me on a hunting trip that the protective coverings around their bellies were softer than the ones at their backs.“This way.” I flicked my head toward the obelisk.The other wolf shifters continued their attacks on Snorri, making him lash out at them with his tail, but more importantly, the
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By now, the air was thick with smoke, but it was nothing compared to the brimstone of Hell. I’d lost track of the flying scorpions and continued through the trees toward the clearing.The swarm had formed the shape of a centaur-like creature, but with a scorpion body replacing that of an equine. Ten feet tall, it stood on six clawed legs with a tail as long as its spine. Hellfire glowed from its bulbous stinger, forming a line of crimson flames down its back.Its back was turned to me, but the same black carapace covered its human side, ending with a round head peppered with bristles. The creature placed a hand on the surface of the obelisk and drummed its fingers.“Urus, teimas, mannaz, othala,” said the voice of an old man. “What a clever combination. Especially when crossed with wunjo and era. Yes... yes… Fine work.”My lips tightened, and I stormed around to look the scorpion man full in the face. It was the only part of his body not covered in the black shell, and he had the sall
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Cold shock barreled through my system, even as my chest exploded with streams of burning scorpions. The last week flashed across my mind, filling me with a painful realization. Hades had attached the curse to the bargain Griff had made with the faeries. He’d given us days five before it took control of Griff’s body and destroyed Shifter City.We’d spent the last five days scrambling around trying to break the curse and transfer it to someone else. We had spent all that time worrying about what was inside Griff and hadn’t given a thought to what Hades might have placed in me.Fuck. Griff and I were mates. Rumpel Kracknuts had even hinted that curses could go deeper than the soul of the afflicted. I’d been too concerned with his murder of the healer to even think that he was hinting that I carried the curse.Bloody Hades had turned me into his Trojan horse, and if I couldn’t find a way to stop the swarm, it wouldn’t just mean the destruction of Midgard. It could mean the end of Shifter
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The chief enforcer snorted. “I was a few years younger, but I remember you from the academy. Even back then, I knew you were destined for greatness.”My lips formed a tight line. I didn’t need to read his mind to catch his meaning. Randel couldn’t believe that a man like Griff was capable of achieving all those things without my intervention. As a member of Fenrir’s inner circle, he would have heard about our progress, but I couldn’t let him walk away believing I had done all the work.“Franklin Griffiths is more capable than any wolf. It was his knowledge and strength that got us through our trials, not just mine.”Randel nodded and continued toward the driveway.With a sigh, I pushed open the door and walked through the empty hallway. At this time of the night everyone had gone to bed, and my footsteps echoed in the silence. Damp air filled my nostrils as I descended the darkened stairwell that led to the basement, and I pushed the door open to find Fenrir standing beside the fighti
