“What do you mean?” the Goddess asks, grinning at Jesse, clearly a little entertained and looking around the room as if she’s going to see Jesse’s mate hiding in a corner or something. “Of course you’ve met your mate – that’s how it works! My magical gifts can’t develop until your mate comes along t
“It is clear, little daughter, that you and your mates do not understand. So I will say this once to ensure that I am perfectly clear: I did not give you these mates simply because it pleased me to grace you with abundance. I did it because it was necessary to your gift – and because your gift is ne
The Goddess beams at my question. “You really like this one, don’t you?” She nods her head to the side to indicate Jackson, still frozen next to me.I raise my chin, my teeth clenched, not bothering to answer. Because I’m sure she can see it, read it in every line of me – that Jackson is the most pr
“Nope,” Tony says instantly, staring at her warily, holding his hands up as if to protest his innocence. “I’m…good.”The Goddess laughs then, the sound somewhere between the tinkling of bells and the soft shush of ocean waves. “My boy likes a mystery, then.”“Your boy?” Tony asks, shocked. “But I th
Jesse gives me a little glare, clearly wanting to be in on the mini conference, but I just grin at him and flick my fingers towards the door, telling him to go away. Cora laughs and gathers up my brother and my cousin, escorting them out of the room and shutting the door behind her so that mom, me,
Jackson and I stare at mom in shock and she sighs.“I guess it’s time,” she murmurs, petting my face softly, “to fill you in on a little thing that happened the day you were born.” And then my mother tells me a story that makes my jaw fall open in shock – of how the God of Darkness apparently pulled
I turn towards Jackson in the quiet of the magic classroom, wrapping my arms around his waist, leaning my head against his chest, exhausted and spent and desperately shaken by everything that happened.We stand there, quite quiet, for a long time with Jackson quietly stroking my hair, resting his ch
Luca just rolls his eyes a little and turns back to me. “All right,” he says, clearly frustrated but accepting it. “Let’s get in there – I think Blaze has been waiting.”“See you tonight,” Jackson murmurs, dipping in and pressing a kiss to my cap before heading off down the hall. I only spare half a