Page 69 of Chaos Demons

Still, I was curious which of those two times had led to conception.

I felt through my aspect and discovered the new life was barely there, just a cluster of cells. So, I’d conceived yesterday. I was amazed at my internal awareness and the hyper-accurate assessment of my progress. If only I’d had this twenty years ago!

I sighed.

Some — more intellectual — part of me knew that I could use my aspect of fertility and simply let this extremely new life go, ending things before they got too far along.

But a larger part of me didn’t want to do that.

As much as I had no desire to be thirty-eight and pregnant, I wanted to feel this new life grow and see who they’d become. I’d have to find another goddess of fertility and see how I could use this aspect. Perhaps Freyja would be willing to talk? I wouldn’t mind being pregnant if I could make the whole experience a bit more pleasant, maybe even… quicker?

For now, I simply held this new life within me and cherished it. As I did, I took time to learn as much as I could about the aspect of fertility, and how it felt.

It occurred to me — a little late now — that if I had complete control over my fertility… perhaps I could turn it off all together, assuming I didn’t want any more kids. An interesting thought.

I’d been out on the deck for a while and morning was wearing away, the sun high in the sky. My stomach rumbled, telling me I should eat something soon — Iwaseating for two now — but I stayed out a bit longer.

There had been another aspect I’d felt yesterday, something vaguely associated with war, but… different. I’d felt a sort of righteousness, a clarity of right and wrong. It had linked to my war insomuch as I’d needed to protect and defend what was right.

I searched within me now and tried to summon that balance, that aura of truth… or whatever it was. Truth wasn’t right, but it seemed… close.

My senses slipped over and around this aspect, enough that I was certain there was something there, but I couldn’t get a handle on it.

I sighed, as my stomach protested yet again, and gave up for now.

Oddly, as the family gathered for lunch, that new aspect I couldn’t identify seemed to connect with Reia. I suspected whatever it was, I’d passed it on to my youngest. Except she was the daughter I understood the least, so perhaps it was appropriate that this aspect was hard for me to recognize and accept. I’d have to talk with her about it, but I saved that for another time. Instead, after lunch, I asked Eva and Trent to join me in the downstairs lounge.

The downstairs of Grey’s penthouse was larger than the floor above, stretching out under the deck. The main room was L-shaped with the inside of the “L” being glass walls to see into the swimming pool above. The room itself was large and broken into areas, a lounge with a bar, a games area with a pool table, and even a home gym. Off of this, along the outside of the L-shape, were other bedrooms, a utility room, a laundry room, and so on.

The three of us sat in front of a large gas fireplace, on plush chairs and couches, and they both looked at me expectantly.

“I just wanted to make sure you two were good now?” I asked, seeking out with my love aspect to connect with them and see if love was truly in their hearts. There was a budding warmth there, but it was still new… interesting.

Oddly, it was Trent who spoke first. He’d been deferring to Eva since yesterday as if he were a puppy and she his master.

“I’ll be honest, Ms. Baker,” he said looking at Eva. She returned the look and they both smiled. “Our relationship before was… ah… a little rocky.”

Eva scoffed. “We fucked and we fought. There wasn’t much more than that.”

Trent cleared his throat. “Ah… yeah.”

That explained the relatively new feeling of love between them.

Trent sighed as the two of them continued to gaze into each other’s eyes. “But then she left, and I realized that I missed her with all my heart. I missed more than just the… ah… intimacy and arguments. I missedher. I missed her silver eyes and red hair. I missed the way she laughed. I missed hearing her breathing when I woke in the middle of the night, and I even missed our fights. I… I was wrong most of the time and she… she was making me a better person.”

“Hell yeah, I was.” Eva nodded.

“And yesterday, when I learned that she’s an angel—”

“Daemon,” I corrected him. How long had it been since I was the one being corrected?

“Ah… yeah, right. Well, that was wonderous and terrifying, but also… it made so much sense. She’s so powerful and strong and sexy and I… I just can’t stand to be without her. I can only hope she feels the same and I’m lucky enough to share my life with her.”

I sensed something then. Eva seemed to explode with lust, and it overwhelmed me for a moment, makingmereally horny. I had to breathe through it, finding and controlling my own aspect of sex. By the time I had, Eva was straddling Trent, hips grinding on his lap as she devoured his face with kisses.

Well,thatexplained a lot. I could see quite clearly now that Eva had gotten my aspects of sex and war. What a combo. No wonder she was a handful.

But I knew a thing or two now, and I quickly sapped the sex from them so we could continue our conversation.

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