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Chapter 113
Jane DoeIn this Chapter: Draco: God of the Lycans. Orion: God of the Mages. Azrael: God of the Wolves. Blakely: Goddess of the Moon. Ulrich: God of Bloodshed and War. Nyssa: Goddess of Life. Sephtis: God of Death. Ozul: God of Shadows. Galen: God of Order. Deidamia: Goddess of Chaos. Casimir: God of Trickery. Adira: Goddess of the Hunt. Solana: Goddess of the Sun. Amora: Goddess of Love. Dhara: Goddess of the Earth. Briel: Goddess of Justice. Shax: God of Fear. Ismene: Goddess of Wisdom and Knowledge. Kasar: God of Beasts. Aspen: God of Seasons. Cielo: God of the Sky. Calliope: Goddess of the Sands. Emmett: God of Truth. Kobah: God of Lies. Elias: God of Sex. Jade: Goddess of Jealousy. Nunzia: Goddess of Messages. Emrys: God of the Mist. Dade: God of the Chasm. Isla: Goddess of the Sea. Vasu: God of Serpents Rosalind: Goddess of Beauty.
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Blakely The tunnels beneath the arena went much further than I’d anticipated. Dhara herself had carved them out thousands of years ago, creating a palace below the crust of the earth. She, along with Amora and Nyssa dragged me from the main room and down a corridor that led to a large suite. Orbs of flickering light protruded from the smooth, stone walls. Within the suite was everything I could’ve ever wanted. Namely, a large copper bath and a bed. Thank the Goddess. I mean, thank me—I guess. The three Goddesses assigned themselves the task of readying me for tomorrow night. No amount of protesting on my end seemed to sway them. I didn’t even get the chance to feel embarrassed as they sliced the blood-stained clothing from my body and thrust me into the tub. The moment the steaming water hit my sore muscles I threw out any notion of self-consciousness. At Dhara’s behest, a team of petite earth sprites flitted around the bathroom, attacking my dirt coated skin with soft bristle
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Blakely A male, who looked like a half-shifted wolf, stood guard at the stairs leading to the upper level. Coarse hair appeared from the neckline of his muscle shirt, and his hands were that of claws. Even his teeth appeared a bit longer, much too sharp to have been that of a human. “You have a VIP pass?” Azrael smirked, “We have something even better.” With a smack on my rear, he nudged me forward. Already ahead of the game, I let my hold slip on my glamor. My skin began to brighten, the silver glow pulsating throughout the club. Those close by gasped, their mouths popping open and eyes widening with wonder. The guard dropped his head, “My apologies, I didn’t realize.” We headed upstairs, past the rows of daybeds, each filled with naked bodies and writhing limbs. More than once we paused, checking to see if Elias was among those engaged. I had assumed he’d stand out with his golden hair and feathered wings, but that was before taking into consideration the fact that immortals c
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Heat swept across my cheeks. Slowly, without a trace of modesty, I closed my legs and situated my breasts so that they were fully covered by the sheer bralette. “Glad you enjoyed the show.” Azrael purred, brushing a stray hair from my face. His touch, while tender, was laced with a possessiveness that had me clenching my legs. Elias, who looked disheveled and not in the “I just had sex” kind of way, glanced behind him at the lower floor. A second later he grabbed the thick curtain sectioning off each individual alcove and pulled it so that it caged us in. My mates stiffened at my side, readying for a fight. Draco snarled as Elias stepped closer, a warning that would end in death should he choose to press his luck. Elias exhaled in a rush, his feathers ruffling. “You four need to leave, now. You should have never come here.” “Why?” I asked. “It’s a trap.” My mates began exchanging looks and I knew they were plotting our escape, weighing our options if and when things went to hell
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Blakely Both hellhounds had been slinking through the zombified crowd, creeping up on either side of Jade. They lunged at my face, maws wide open and teeth shining with dried blood. Two shadows darted in front of me. Orion and Azrael’s feet hit the ground. Cerulean flame crackled in the air, meeting the silver light of Azrael’s magic. Both plowed into the hounds, sending them careening through the air. My mates chased after them, dashing through the crowd. Those not under Jade’s thrall began to run, darting towards the nearest exits. The musician’s were fleeing as well, leaving their instruments behind. The ground trembled as Draco landed on the ground behind me, his presence dominating the room. He jumped into the fray, focusing on those Jade had ensnared. They were actively attacking Azrael and Orion now. Elias jumped next, his wings spread and so blindingly beautiful that I had to pry my eyes away. Jade, momentarily distracted, met his gaze with a vicious scowl. “So, you’ve
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Blakely “I feel like a pincushion.” I groaned, clinging to Draco’s frame as he gently lowered me into a hot bath. A hiss emerged from between my clenched teeth as the water hit the numerous wounds slowly healing across my body. It had taken my mates an hour to dig every fragment of glass from my back, ass, and thighs. Eventually, my mind wandered from the pain. My thoughts turned to Adira, Goddess of the Hunt, and her consort, Sirona, Goddess of Health and Healing. I really, really wished she were here. “It will get easier,” Draco murmured, placing a chaste kiss against my forehead. “You released a lot of power, which in turn slows your healing.” Eventually, Draco left to speak to the others and explain what had happened to Jade. After a long kiss that left me a tad dizzy, Azrael followed. Orion remained by my side, hovering protectively though there were no threats in sight. “The Sun Goddess isn’t going to come barging into the bathroom, you know. You can relax a bit.” Orion’s
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Blakely Elias, Sephtis, and the rest of us ignored him. Reaching across the table, Dhara unfurled a map of the city. Magic shimmered across the page, creating a life like rendition of Solana and Lunette’s home. The entire city was a large circle, surrounded by walls of what appeared to be translucent stone. I knew without asking that both sunlight and moonlight were able to permeate the walls, filling the alleyways and streets with a constant ethereal glow. At the very center stood a castle. It’s spires reached high into the air, forming jagged points that kissed the sky. Half of the monument was made of dark, ebony stone while the other half was crafted with gold. It was the perfect blend of day and night, sun and moon, light and dark. Elias tapped his finger down on the Eastern wall, and then dragged it to the West. “There’s two gates in the city, the sun and moon gate. They’re the only way in or out. Both are blocked by her troops. Only those carrying Solana’s banners are allow
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Blakely There was a buzzing in the very back of my mind, a chatter of voices—of prayers—that filled the dark spaces of my thoughts. I pushed them aside, surprised to find they quieted. All it took was a thought and they returned, growing louder and louder until I could hear the hundreds of thousands of prayers thrown my way. There was one that caught my attention, mainly because the wolf in question was using my name. The voice was different from that of my parents, both of which were in tears over my fate. I’d have to deal with that later, assuming we all survived. Seeing the look of confusion on my face, Azrael reached out and grazed his fingers down my arm. I suppressed a sigh as the urge to step into his hold washed over me. Orion nudged him, the look on his face severe. “What is it, little wolf?” Azrael questioned, his eyes darting from the goosebumps raised along my arm to my face. Orion snarled under his breath, “She’s concentrating.” I shook my head at the two of them,
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Blakely We were swarmed by wolves, all eager to speak to us and welcome their Goddess back into the fold. Their eyes swam with hope and awe as they watched Katya lead us through the cavern. They steered clear of Shax’s massive form, but I couldn’t blame them. The God of Fear was rather fearsome. As we ventured further, past makeshift tents and rickety cots, I realized not everyone here was a wolf. There were other species of immortal, many of which I’d seen back in the city of a Thousand Faces. Women with the wings of dragon fly’s, their translucent colors shimmering even in the dark. Men with tails dragging behind them in the dirt. Fangs, claws, and even scales were common here. “Stand aside people,” Katya laughed, “Give our goddess some space! Those who plan on evacuating the city keep your ears open and be ready to move. We will figure out the food situation and get back to all of you.” Food situation? Seeing the confusion on my face, Katya leaned in and murmured into my ear.
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