“Midnight!” Orion gasps, leaning forward to stare at her. “What – what are you doing here!?” “I swear to god, Orion,” Midnight snaps, holding up a finger towards him in warning. “If you try to kiss me, I’m going to flip out –“ Orion groans, leaning back against his pillows and covering his face.
“Who is this?” I ask, standing and grinning at the girl. “We haven’t been introduced.” “Oh, that’s just a little rabbit we found out in the garden,” Jesse says, stepping close to Jackson and ruffling the little girl’s hair. She laughs and turns to look at Jesse adoringly, as most children do. “It
“Oh, go away,” I snarl, snapping Tony back into incorporeality and then flicking my fingers at him, pushing his ghostly form a few feet backwards like a kite in the wind. He bursts out laughing, grinning at me and shaking his head. I ignore him, though, turning to Ariel and snapping my hands to my
Jesse bursts out laughing and grabs Rafe’s arm as my brother lunges for my boyfriend, intent on violence. Jackson’s eyes go wide and he steps back, holding Marigold close. “Wait, what’s happening?” “Mooove!” Midnight whines, squeezing in on Jesse’s other side. “I want to see the fight!” But I
“That is not what I said,” Anton snarls. “That is verbatim what you said!” Jesse counters, glaring hard. “That was –“ Anton sputters out, his eyes going wide with horror as he flounders and then points at Jesse in turn. “That was a between-us, emotional moment, Jesse! Come on, man! Bro code!”
Things go easier after that. I conjure up a big breakfast spread for all of us and take a little time with everyone. Rafe spends a great deal of time with Anton in a corner, lecturing him a great deal, but I ignore it once I sense that the threat of violence has faded from my stupid Alpha brother.
I sigh and nod to him before turning to Faiza. “You want to do the honors?” “Not really,” she says, tilting her head at me. “You’re the all-powerful one, anyway.” I sigh and turn back to Blythe, hoping I get it right as I pull on some of my magic and will him back into ghost form. He turns towar
The six of us troop out onto the street, Orion and Anton looking with particular curiosity as Laila spreads her palm out flat in front of her, using only four of the objects from the divination bag this time, clutching them in her fist and asking her question about direction as she pulls on my magic
“No!” she sputters out, stumbling a few steps towards me, shaking her head so hard her pretty blue-green hair flutters out all around her. “No, Junie, don’t make me go! I want…I want to stay here! And help! I mean…” she bites her lip. “It will be nice to be able to visit home. But I want to stay wit
“I’m sending you home too,” I say quietly, doing my best to look each in the eyes. “I’m sorry this happened to you. I’m sorry if you’re disappointed that you didn’t get the wish.” They murmur a variety of responses back to me, most of them relieved. One by one they step forward and I take their ha
“Does…” I whisper, my eyes still fastened to Orion as my eyes move over him, feeling the powers that radiate from him now. “Does that mean you have all of the powers of Darkness too? From…from the wish?” “No,” Orion murmurs, looking down at his hands and flexing them, experimenting with the feel o
Beatrice is the last to go, staring at me in shock, realizing finally that she bet everything on the wrong horse. I bare my teeth at her, fangs extended, and Beatrice’s eyes go wider as she trembles and finally submits, going to her knees and bowing her head. “Good,” I say, my voice returning to n
Laila’s knife sinks deep between Death’s shoulder blades and the final scream of a God fills the air as Death falls to his knees. The magic stops mid-stream, like a tap being suddenly turned off. I groan and tilt forward against Anton, who catches me and holds me against his chest. “Shit, June,”
“Just a little longer, June. She’ll do it.” But what if she doesn’t? What if…what if I’m inches from oblivion, and this is it? My heart strains in my chest, my wolf shaking like a leaf from snout to tail. But still, I will myself to hope. To trust in my friend. “I know,” I reply, letting my ey
I gasp, my shoulders trembling under the sheer weight of Death’s magic that flows over and around us, my shield barrier straining and buckling under its might. “June,” Anton breathes, eyes wide as he looks up at the magic streaming over us in an unending torrent. “Shit – are you –“ I crouch besi
The wish presses against Death for a moment and then sinks into him, dissolving into his chest. He sighs with happiness and what looks like ecstasy, tilting his head back to the sky as the magic disappears into him. Beatrice steps away, tucking her hands behind her back, beaming at the God she jus
Before I can get more than three steps after Laila, Anton lunges forward, his paws landing on either side of me as he snatches at the back of my gown with his teeth, holding me back. His fierce growl reminds me that I need to stay here – that Death took Laila because he wants me to come rushing onto