cheeks as well as the scent of her sweet arousal permeating the air. Sweet, Blessed Aphrodite! He wanted her—badly.
There was really no point in holding back, so he continued on with the truth about himself. “Brace yourself, sweetness, because what I’m about to tell you is going to sound really out of this world.”
Danika’s head shot back as she gaped at him, eyebrows raised, full of skepticism. “Uh…more out of this world than a crazy man with black smoke oozing out of his mouth? Crazier than you morphing into the King of the Jungle and devouring my attacker? More bizarre than being poofed from an alleyway into your apartment?” She stared at him as though he were a lunatic and barked out a sarcastic laugh. “I don’t know…after tonight, I’m not sure things can get any crazier.”
Ty chuckled. “Trust me, babe. Crazy knows no bounds. I’m an immortal, and you’re my mate.”
His apartment building probably could have exploded all around her, and she still wouldn’t have moved. Danika sat frozen in place, her face void of expression for several long seconds.
Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, her brows knit together and she squeaked out a breathless reply. “Imm-Immortal? As in you never die? And mate? As in, we have hot, crazy monkey sex, and love each other forever mate?”
Ty chuckled, despite the seriousness of the conversation. Danika was precious. “That would be a yes on both accounts.” He cleared his throat. Time to get down to the nitty-gritty. “Have you read any of the Greek tragedies?”
She mashed her lips together and let out a nervous, high-pitched whine, but remained still. “Um…” She blew out a breath and shook her head, confusion marring her features. “Not since I was in school. Why?”
Ty wasn’t surprised. Most people found the ancient stories boring as shit. He shrugged. “Yeah, well, the thing is…I’m in one.”
Danika’s eyebrows shot up, a look of incredulity twisting her gentle features. “Seriously? You really expect me to believe you’re a living, breathing fictional character?”
Ignoring her blatant skepticism, and too deep in it to stop, Ty pressed on with a shake of his head. “Not fictional. Real. I was one of the seven warriors to attack Thebes and a favorite of the Goddess Athena. She not only blessed me with my boyish good looks,” he waggled his eyebrows and smiled, “but with the gifts of strength, agility, and a propensity for war.” His jaw tensed and he squared his shoulders, pride filling his chest. “I fought and won many a battle for the Goddess. There were none that could best me.”
He knew he sounded boastful, but he spoke the truth. His skill and valor on the battlefield earned him his position as leader of The Order of Seven.
Several moments passed before Danika responded, and when she did, her voice was quiet, reticent. “So, that’s how you ended up immortal, then? Athena blessed you for being her killing machine?”
Ty winced at her words. Killing machine… Danika didn’t know that half of it. If she knew the man, the monster he’d once been, she’d run screaming for the hills. But that was a thousand lifetimes ago. Times had changed. He’d changed, and was a better man.
He breathed in deep and shifted atop the bed. “Not exactly. Athena promised me immortality, but amended her vow after I was mortally wounded.”
Danika raised a brow, skepticism temporarily overcoming the fear and confusion marring her features. “I thought none could best you?”
Ty chuckled, impressed with her tenacity. “Touché, my sweet. You’re right to call me out,” he said with a nod. “Had I won my battle, things would be very different.” Ty breathed in deep through his nose, then blew the air forcefully out of his mouth with a groan. He pressed his lips together and shook his head. “I was stubborn, stupid and refused to lose. My desire to conquer, coupled with a love of war and bloodshed remained, even as I
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