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you.”
    “I need to know why I bonded with both of you before I do anything.”
    “Let’s go to the spirit world.   I’ll come to your stream and show you the way.”  
    He transformed into a jaguar with a head as big as her human one.   Michelle transformed and was overcome by power of their connection.   This was different than what she’d felt with Maximon.   Yes, she’d known him from past lives also, but not like this.   Votan was like a part of herself, as familiar as her own hand.   Nestling beside him became emotional.   They’d had strife before, but now she felt they were at peace.   Her heart craved that peace with him so much.   He was her true love, and it was just as he’d said.
    They’d been apart far too long.
    Please let there be a way for this to all work out.
    She lowered her head beside him and went to sleep.
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Chapter 10
     
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    When her eyes opened next there was one thing she was sure of:   this wasn’t the spirit world.  
    She was in her human form—something that had never happened before outside the mortal realm.   Her wrists and ankles were bound by iron loops that connected diagonally to two posts flanking each side of her.   She gaped down at herself to see that she was only wearing a tiny jaguar patterned bikini.  
    What the fuck is going on?
    She was on a desolate plain, hard packed gravel beneath her and a black starless sky above her.   There was a whispery howl coming from all around her.   Like gusting wind, except there was no wind.   She realized it was the sound of demon voices.
    Michelle tested the restraints.   They had no give.   What if she transformed?   Would she tear herself apart?   That would be fine if this was the spirit world.   She’d merely wake up.   She had no idea what the Hell this place was.
    “Sorry for the intrusion,” a male voice came from behind her.
    Michelle craned her head to look.   She recognized the tall pale-skinned man with long black hair as none other than Caquix.   Instead of a suit he was wearing some black leather body-suit and a cape made of black feathers.   For a moment her terror was overcome by a sense of awe.  
    “And sorry for binding you.”   He came around to stand in front of her.   “I wasn’t sure how you’d react, so I had to take measures to protect myself.   Especially after Maximon tried to kill me at the café.”
    She was suspended with her body prone to him.   Her breaths grew more rapid.   The figure before her was as fearsome as a fireball.   She feared his touch as much as she would a hot poker.
    “I had to interfere with your little excursion with Votan.   Do you realize what he was about to do?”
    She shook her head a millimeter in each opposing direction.
    “He was going to hold you down in your stream until your goddess essence consumed you.”
    The words were gibberish strung together to her ears.   She had to reach through her fear to comprehend them.  
    “What?”
    “You wished to understand why Ixchel bonded with two mates.   The only way to do that is to become Ixchel.   He was going to force you.   Michelle was going to be destroyed and only Ixchel would remain for this lifetime.”
    Her gaze lowered.   It was true.   That’s how she would learn all her goddess motives.   Votan was going to meet her in her stream.   All he had to do was push her into it and hold her down.   He was stronger than her in all realms.   She wouldn’t have been able to escape the stream no matter how much it overwhelmed her.
    “Oh my God.”
    “I know, my dear.   It’s terrible.   He’s done it to you before.   That’s how I knew he planned to do it again.”
    She eyed him.   “You were watching us?”
    “Yes.   I was concerned for you.”   He turned his face away.   “I care a great deal for you, Ixchel.   I may not be one of the B’alam, but you’ve favored me more than once in the past.   I’ve