Page 32 of Mated to Fenrir
"To the god realm," I corrected. "I'm not a god."
"Neither are a lot of people who go there. You need to be accompanied by a god, at least the first few times you go, but after that, you can go back and forth as you like. You just have to make sure you go through the right portal, because otherwise, you could end up halfway around the world."
"I think I'll stick with you until I get the hang of the portals," I joked.
"I can show you how to navigate them," he promised. "Maybe next week? My sister is having a birthday party atThe Underworld."
"I can't go toThe Underworld, I'm not dead."
He chuckled. "Not the literal underworld, none of us can go there. It's a club run by Hades. I think he has one in the human realm now too."
A blush spread over my cheeks at such a rookie mistake. "I'm sorry, you must think that I'm an idiot."
"I really don't," he assured me. "The club is older than I am, and I made the mistake the first time Hel invited me there." From the expression on his face, I had to assume that he was telling the truth.
"That does make me feel a little better." I finished the last of my starter and pushed my plate away. "I'd like to go with you, if that's not going to be too soon for introducing me to your family."
He reached across the table and took my hand in his. "If we go ahead with the biting tonight, then you'll be my fated mate in every way. I don't think it's going to be too early to introduce you to my family."
My heart skipped a beat at the words. "I suppose I should probably call my parents and set up a dinner for you to meet them too. Though I think we should maybe avoid telling them that you're an eight-hundred-year-old god straight away. I'll find a good way to break that to them."
He laughed. "So you haven't been telling them that you've been hanging out around gods, then?"
"They know I've been using Jinx's dating services over the past couple of years, but I don't think it's fully sunk in that means that I've got the potential to match with a god. There aren't really many wolf-shifting gods for them to want me to match with anyway. What were the chances of the two of us meetingandbeing fated mates?"
"Quite high, apparently," he pointed out.
"Yes, it does seem that way. But I'm grateful that I got to meet you."
"What would you have done if we hadn't run into one another at the Horus Sanctuary party?" he asked.
"That's a good question. I suppose I'd have hoped that the effect you had over me would wear off, and if it didn't, I'd probably go to a few more Jinx events and hope that you'd be there. Which isn't necessarily the best way to deal with it."
"It's probably what I'd have done," he admitted. "It's been a while since my wolf responded to anyone."
"Why me?"
"Why not you? I'm just a person, Delia."
"A person who has been worshipped."
"I know it seems like that somehow makes me special, but it's no more so than the thousands of other gods who exist in the world. I don't have much more magic than you do as a wolf shifter, and the same is true for the other gods. Hel is just a necromancer, she doesn't actually have anything to do with the dead."
"I thought she was your sister?"
"She is. We have different mothers, so we got different magic. Just like it works with non-god beings."
"Ah."
The waiter appeared to take our plates away. We broke apart, leaving me feeling disappointed at the lack of connection.
"Can we get dessert to go?" I asked.
He raised an eyebrow.
"For after." I bit my lip and looked at him so he knew exactly why I wanted to do that. As much as it was nice to be out with him, there was a part of me that was yearning to seal the bond between us. The longer I spent with him, the more certain I was that it was what I wanted.
And I didn't want to waste a moment getting to the next stage.
