Page 85 of Poseidon's Island Flower

“I think it’s sweet. Poseidon just wanted to show Lani he would give her the world. Isn’t it nice, Luci?” Uriel nudged her mate.

“Yes, it was sweet,” Lani said and turned to me, giving me a peck on the cheek. “You went out of your way to impress me. I’m sure theother gods, do the same when they have guests in their home.”

“Not as much anymore,” Lucifer said, playing with the sharpened knife. “The older gods are much more relaxed now that they’re being blessed with mates. I mean, look at Ares. Instead of waging war and working out in the gym all the time, he’s on baby watch. His baby is due any day now, and he is planning a big baby shower.”

“A baby shower?” Lani laughed. “Really?”

“Yes, it’s how Luci and I met,” Uriel batted her eyelashes. “I’ll always remember that day. I met my mate and my best friend.” She waved her hand over at Loki. He smirked, cutting into his steak.

Lani paused for a moment, her eyes surveying the three gods seated around the table, her head slowly and thoughtfully nodding from side to side.

“What is on your mind,” I whispered in her ear. She was still sitting on my lap, an action I really enjoyed. I could see why other males who have bonded do it with their mates.

“It’s just that, I’ve never heard of Uriel before. I’ve heard of Loki and Lucifer, but I thought they were from different religions, myths?”

Loki chuckled, dropping his fork to the table and whipping his mouth. “Yeah, humans have everything messed up. They created the ‘Greek Gods,’”—he air quoted—“but we are the gods of everything, not just the Greeks. On top of it all, some humans created other gods that weren’t even real. They don’t have the entire story. The supernaturals in Bergarian only have part of the story as well, and you know what? We don’t have to tell them shit. Makes it more fun that way.”

Uriel said the word “language” quietly to herself as she took a small bite of the fluffy cotton candy.

“That’s interesting,” Lani tapped her finger. “So, is it not allowed to tell humans about new gods? I mean, have you all just started having more kids now?”

Uriel nodded, swallowing a large piece of cotton candy. “Yes, since the gods are being paired now, they are having kids again. There for a while, they didn’t have any children for centuries. Humans and supernaturals know little about us because we were born within the past twenty-five years.”

“I could make a family tree?” Lani offered. “Just for the gods, of course.”

Lucifer made a face of disgust. “You don’t want to do that. It would be a mess. Think about Hera and Zeus. They are brother and sister, for Fates’ sake.”

Loki gagged, shaking his head. “I’m gonna puke.”

“Do we need to get him a bowl?” Uriel whispered to Lucifer, but he shook his head.

“They didn’t have anyone else at the time,” I interjected. “Just as if it were Adam and Eve, in human stories, they had to have relations with their siblings. Gods have a perfect genetic line. It was fine back then.”

“At least it isn’t anymore,” Uriel said. “I’m just glad Zeus isn’t my dad. Poor guy has enough on his plate.”

“Who are your parents, then?” Lani leaned against the table as she asked her question.

“Hera and the Archangel Michael are fated mates,” she chirped. “They are pregnant with their second.” Uriel held up two fingers. “I can’t wait to see if I will have a brother or sister!”

“Wow, this is confusing,” Lani muttered.

I rubbed her back and lifted a fork to her mouth. I had seen mates feed each other plenty of times, and I was going to do the same for her. “You will figure it out. We have eternity together.”

Lani pressed her lips together, munching on her food. She leaned back in my embrace. Uriel, the ever inquisitive one, leaned over the table, her knees on the chair and her elbows on the table. Her short dress gave Lucifer the perfect view of her backside, and his smirk could not be hidden.

“You know what mates are, right, Lani, Bani, Bo-bani?” Uriel asked.

I cleared my throat, “We have not gotten that far on what it entails yet, Uriel.”

“Ohhhh,” Uriel cooed. “He’s your soulmate, duh! And Luci’s mom threaded you together because she is the goddess of matching, along with Selene, who is on an indefinite vacation right now, aaaand!” She took a deep breath. “You will become a goddess too once he sticks his man stick into your lady bits. I’m pretty excited to see what goddess you turn into because of your eyes. It’s such a rarity to have two different eye colors. I wonder if she will be the goddess of rainbows?!”

Lani’s mouth opened, and her fingers dug into my thighs.

Lucifer pinched his mate’s thigh, and she squealed. “Ah! That reminds me. Poseidon, do you think the jellyfish are sad because you didn’t make any peanut butter fish?”

Loki snorted. “You can’t make a peanut butter fish, Uriel. If you did, it would be a brown fish and then the humans would think there is poop in the water and run around screaming to get out.”

“Ohhh.” Uriel tapped her lip with her finger. “I guess that makes sense.”

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