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noises as I contemplated the current situation.
The favors I'd called in a few days ago could be felt, the vibrations of battles humming at the back of my brain. Fenrir wouldn't be able to hold off Thor for much longer, meaning he and his sons would be after me soon enough.
Modi’s yearly visit was only five days away. He'd make his normal demands, and I'd tell him to kiss my arse. With the battles coming more often and tempers flaring, he might not take my answer in stride as he'd done for the past eight years.
The miles passed without notice. Part of me wanted to braid, to go back to when I was nineteen and hormonally stupid. In a way, the little transgression put me in the situation at hand. Another side, the human part of me, screamed at the thought. While I'd be out of the current predicament, I'd sacrifice many other things and people. My soul rang out against the thought of losing more.
On the inner screen, I could see the colors of my soul. It glowed bright lime green and radiant gold. Black spots occurred over the area of my heart and womb, pieces taken in payment. I felt sadness and took a moment to realize it wasn't mine, but Bru's response to the missing pieces. I could feel her emotions, knew she could see and understand the losses. Yet, I'd do it all over again, even with the outcome.
I found a small town and turned around. For the first time, I let the strings appear without fighting the images. I watched and memorized each ending. Nobody was in danger, at the moment, and I'd seen a few answers to unasked questions.
I parked the truck, slowly getting out and watching for any surprises. So far I'd been kidnapped, bonded to a Valkyrie, followed by a Berserker, vaguely threatened, and, if the spidey senses were tuned correctly, the recipient of sixteen immortal stalkers of various pantheons.
I schlepped to the room, tail between my legs. I owed the two of them an apology for being a first class jerk. The door opened to Aki standing with his arms crossed, giving me a fierce expression.
“I'm sorry. It was childish of me to leave in that manner.” I tucked my hands in the jean pockets, watched my toes wiggle in the tennis shoes.
“To hell with it.” I heard his deep whisper just before he picked me up and kissed me. It was almost violent, claiming, and made my body flush with heat. Despite his hardened expressions, his lips were soft and warm, moving against mine, forcing me to open to him. The minute he sensed my submission, he upped the stakes. His arms pulled me into him, every inch of me against his long, lean, muscled body. I moaned, appreciating the show of dominance. Without realizing it, my arms wrapped around his neck, my hips moving slowly against him.
“Oh, shit. Stop Aki! Stop!” Bru's voice interrupted, parting the fog of need clouding my brain.
A strong hand tossed me like a ragdoll to the couch. I blinked and glanced at Aki in time to see Bru's fist connect with his nose and a bright blue bear flicker. A distant growl roared through the room and Aki charged Bru. The two tussled a few minutes, somehow careful not to wreck any furniture. They broke apart, breathing hard and turned to stare at me in sync.
Bru pointed a finger in my direction, “You, young lady, know better!”
“What?” My voice sounded breathy. My body hadn't yet calmed, hormones raging and body in serious need.
“You know what will happen. You know the consequences!” Her voice rose with each word until the last was screamed in my face. I couldn't argue, she was right. The end result could be disastrous.
“I'm sorry, okay? But wanting touch and warm skin isn't a fuckin' sin!” I stood, dusted off imaginary dirt and straightened.
Her face changed, sympathy filling her features. “I know. I know. Damn it.” Hands on hips, she began to pace.
“What the bloody hell are the two of you talking about?” Aki frowned, face flushed, bright eyes flicking between Bru and me.
“Uh, well, kind of hard to explain,
The favors I'd called in a few days ago could be felt, the vibrations of battles humming at the back of my brain. Fenrir wouldn't be able to hold off Thor for much longer, meaning he and his sons would be after me soon enough.
Modi’s yearly visit was only five days away. He'd make his normal demands, and I'd tell him to kiss my arse. With the battles coming more often and tempers flaring, he might not take my answer in stride as he'd done for the past eight years.
The miles passed without notice. Part of me wanted to braid, to go back to when I was nineteen and hormonally stupid. In a way, the little transgression put me in the situation at hand. Another side, the human part of me, screamed at the thought. While I'd be out of the current predicament, I'd sacrifice many other things and people. My soul rang out against the thought of losing more.
On the inner screen, I could see the colors of my soul. It glowed bright lime green and radiant gold. Black spots occurred over the area of my heart and womb, pieces taken in payment. I felt sadness and took a moment to realize it wasn't mine, but Bru's response to the missing pieces. I could feel her emotions, knew she could see and understand the losses. Yet, I'd do it all over again, even with the outcome.
I found a small town and turned around. For the first time, I let the strings appear without fighting the images. I watched and memorized each ending. Nobody was in danger, at the moment, and I'd seen a few answers to unasked questions.
I parked the truck, slowly getting out and watching for any surprises. So far I'd been kidnapped, bonded to a Valkyrie, followed by a Berserker, vaguely threatened, and, if the spidey senses were tuned correctly, the recipient of sixteen immortal stalkers of various pantheons.
I schlepped to the room, tail between my legs. I owed the two of them an apology for being a first class jerk. The door opened to Aki standing with his arms crossed, giving me a fierce expression.
“I'm sorry. It was childish of me to leave in that manner.” I tucked my hands in the jean pockets, watched my toes wiggle in the tennis shoes.
“To hell with it.” I heard his deep whisper just before he picked me up and kissed me. It was almost violent, claiming, and made my body flush with heat. Despite his hardened expressions, his lips were soft and warm, moving against mine, forcing me to open to him. The minute he sensed my submission, he upped the stakes. His arms pulled me into him, every inch of me against his long, lean, muscled body. I moaned, appreciating the show of dominance. Without realizing it, my arms wrapped around his neck, my hips moving slowly against him.
“Oh, shit. Stop Aki! Stop!” Bru's voice interrupted, parting the fog of need clouding my brain.
A strong hand tossed me like a ragdoll to the couch. I blinked and glanced at Aki in time to see Bru's fist connect with his nose and a bright blue bear flicker. A distant growl roared through the room and Aki charged Bru. The two tussled a few minutes, somehow careful not to wreck any furniture. They broke apart, breathing hard and turned to stare at me in sync.
Bru pointed a finger in my direction, “You, young lady, know better!”
“What?” My voice sounded breathy. My body hadn't yet calmed, hormones raging and body in serious need.
“You know what will happen. You know the consequences!” Her voice rose with each word until the last was screamed in my face. I couldn't argue, she was right. The end result could be disastrous.
“I'm sorry, okay? But wanting touch and warm skin isn't a fuckin' sin!” I stood, dusted off imaginary dirt and straightened.
Her face changed, sympathy filling her features. “I know. I know. Damn it.” Hands on hips, she began to pace.
“What the bloody hell are the two of you talking about?” Aki frowned, face flushed, bright eyes flicking between Bru and me.
“Uh, well, kind of hard to explain,
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