truth.” My anger flared back to life. “And Loki can be trusted? The god of lies and tricks? Not a truthful word falls from his lips.” “He told me plenty of truths,” Raven hissed. “He told me about the prophecy. I'm the only one that can touch the Sun's Tear. Because I'm special.” Tears filled her eyes. “Because...Odin let my parents be killed by Fenrir so I would fit the prophecy.” “What?” I asked, shaking my head. “The prophecy called me wolf-orphaned daughter,” I told him. “If Odin saved my parents, then I wouldn't fit it. Then I couldn't fix Sol when this happened. And he needs her restored. She's the source of the Aesir's power. It's what lets him control mankind and chains us to him.” “And Loki told you all of this?” Magnus demanded. “Did you ever think he was lying?” “I did. But...he convinced me otherwise.” “How? By kissing you?” “You're just jealous,” she snapped. “I love you, Magnus, not Loki. I don't know why he kissed me. Maybe he misunderstood my compassion for something more. He's a wounded man. He just wants to be good, but everyone tells him he's bad.” My skin crawled from the way she talked about him. “We'll talk about this later,” I growled. “I have things to do.” “Things more important than your life?” she demanded. “Stop being a jealous, little boy and listen to what I'm saying.” I swelled up. “And maybe when you stop being a dewy-eyed girl swept up by a handsome face I'll listen to what you have to say.” “Magnus,” she shouted as I walked away. “Don't do this.” I ignored her. I couldn't deal with this right now. I didn't know what to think. Was she telling me the truth? Had Loki seduced her? What happened in the house while I was scouting through Utgard? Could Raven be that good of a liar? I didn't want to believe it. I straddled my bike. The engine rumbled to life. I didn't glance at Raven as I roared off, followed by my brothers. I could feel their eyes on me. They were wondering why I was so weak. They wouldn't have tolerated their women kissing another guy. But I had to believe that Raven was telling the truth. Loki was poisoning her with lies, turning her against Odin. What for? What was the trickster's game? Why did this all have to happen at the same time? Fucking Blood Eagles. ~ ~ ~ The Thief of the Brisingamen stared at the Blood Eagles as they drank from the blood-filled chalice. They were no longer men. The spirit of rage filled them. The potent drug mixed in with the chalice, made from henbane, would kill their fear while the magics binding the potion would give them strength and vitality. They would be berserkers and unstoppable, donning the cloak of their spirit animal. Griff walked up to the Thief, lit by the glowing light of the Sun's Tear. “The Wolves are moving out. You sure they'll hit the brothel?” “Yes,” the Thief smiled around his thick tusk. “Everything is going according to my plan.” With a wave of his hand, he conjured a map of Covington. He tapped the road leading up to the brothel. “They will ambush your men here.” Griff smiled. He had already drunk a potion, different than his men. He would be a powerful beast when he transformed. “Tonight, we'll skin a lot of wolves.” The Blood Eagles crowed in exultation.
Chapter Eight Raven I folded my arms across my chest as Magnus sped off with his stupid, silly club. He was just being jealous. I couldn't believe him. His life was in danger. We had a chance to be free of Odin and live our lives in peace, and he was more interested in going off to war against those stupid Blood Eagles. There were more important things happening. What did he have to be jealous of? Loki kissed me. I didn't ask for it. I didn't mean to enjoy it. I broke the kiss as soon as I could gather my thoughts and act. It was just bad luck Magnus came out right then. I licked my lips. They were still warm from Loki's kiss. Why did