I settle against the pillows and silently breathe a sigh of relief. “Alright, I have one condition to give you a binder.” He smirks at me. Oh crap… “A condition?” I swear to the Goddess, if he asks me on a date right now… I’ll let him down gently. “Diane is back from maternity leave. She gets to be your lead nurse.” “Milo, I can’t-” Whoa. What? “Wait. Diane?” “Yeah. I know we can trust her. She’s an exceptional nurse and great with kids.” He shrugs and kisses the top of Codi’s head. “Carly is going to be going back to work soon, too. She is going to be neck deep, helping me catch up on all the stuff Bronx hasn’t been keeping up with. Their babies are going to be in the nursery full time. If Diane is here, their kids and your kids can spend time together every now and again.” I don’t even have to think about it. Getting to see Diane every day? Yes, please. “I would love that.” “Good. I’ll let her and her boss know.” Milo nods and looks relieved. “Milo, I have a question.” I

“D-Delilah?” My voice cracks and I don’t even have a chance to stop the tears that stream down my face. I reach my arm out and carefully walk toward her, gripping the cane tightly. “Oh my, Goddess. I can’t believe it!” She rushes to me and pulls me into a crushing hug. “Luna Regent, Goddess Iokaste Latmus Mason, don’t you dare scare me like that ever again.” At the mention of my full name and formal title with her thick French accent, the air changes. Delilah’s ambient magic causes me to feel calm and content. A perk of having a witch for a best friend, I suppose. A hint of a blue aura surrounds us as we hold each other. “Oh, Delilah, I have so much to tell you.” I bury my face in her shoulder and feel relieved. “I’ve missed you so much, darling. I’ve thought about you every day. I thought we would never see each other again.” “Oh now, Kas. We all know a pesky little thing like death could never stop you.” Delilah laughs and makes bells ring in the air again. “And a silly rule lik

James, Jorge, and Musu explain what had just happened while I sit quietly. Delilah takes my hand while they speak and whispers a calming spell into my ear. I can feel a gentle warmth flow through her hand and flow through my body. I can feel Milo staring at me, making my cheeks flush. I can’t look at him right now. If I tell him I don’t know what happened, he’ll call me out. They can discuss it as much as they want. I won’t announce to my friends that Aphrodite just tried to choke me with rose petals. Then I’ll have to tell them they summoned me to Kardiá tou Menae and Aphrodite hijacked me on the trip home. They’ll put me in the psychiatric ward. Like James said, even for me, that was weird. Besides, why would Aphrodite try to choke me if she’s trying to help me? I know she wasn’t pleased with me declining her offers the first time, but enough to kill me? That doesn’t seem likely. Another deity must be behind this phenomenon. Maybe she has a flunkey who took her orders the wrong wa

“That was what he told the press right before he went inside the airport and got on a plane to go to rehab.” Milo shakes his head, looking at the phone sadly. “Ashley and the PR team have been spending half their time trying to manage calls and inquiries.” “H-he’s really not here. W-why would he put our babies out there like that, then leave us alone? If it were just me, that’s one thing, but the twins?” My mouth suddenly feels dry as panic builds in my chest. “Wh-what if someone tries to chase us down for a picture? What if they try to break into the packhouse? Milo, what if they try to kidnap my babies? I can’t stop them. I’m not strong enough right now. What am I going to do? How do I keep them safe? I can barely walk or hold them without help.” “Kas, look at me, Sugar. I won’t let any of that happen. I just need you to trust me, okay?” Milo sits up and rests his elbows on the arm of the chair, speaking slowly, and wipes my tears away. He cups my face in his hands when speaks aga

Bronx’s POV Doctor Khe keeps her hand on the crook of my arm until we get to her car in the parking lot. “Whoa.” I stare at the customized Jeep Wrangler. The tan Jeep has a three-inch lift to accommodate the eighteen-inch wheels with large nobby tires. The windows have a limousine tint and there is a rack of lights across the top that could rival Times Square when they are lit up. A rack on top holds two spare gasoline tanks, as well as an equipment kit to get yourself unstuck from the sand. The winch on the front looks like they made it to pull wooly mammoths out of the ground. “She’s beautiful, right?” Doctor Khe sighs. The smile on her face makes her look even more gorgeous. I don’t even care what her car looks like. “Yeah, she is.” “In the back please, Alpha.” She pats my forearm without looking at me and steps away to let Klay give her a leg up into the driver’s seat. I look down at the spot where her hand was. Now that she’s not next to me, the feeling of desire for her d