Page 35 of Mated to Fenrir
"But where'sThe Underworld?"
"There." I pointed to the large building in front of us. "Thankfully, the portal closest to you is also the one nearest to the club."
She nodded. "I'm not sure what to expect."
"Pretty much the same as you'd get in an upscale club in the human realm," I assured her. "Just full of gods and immortals. Well, and a few other guests."
"Right, yes." She swallowed hard. "And your sister."
"You're going to love her."
"I hope you're right."
I wanted to reassure her more, but I knew that wasn't going to be possible until she was in front of Hel and getting along well with her.
"Did you introduce your previous fated mates to Hel?" she asked.
"I did," I responded. "She met several of the failed bonds too."
"Right, so I'm not the first. I don't know if that adds pressure, or if it takes it away."
I stopped us from walking and turned to face her, cupping her cheek in my hand and meeting her gaze. "She's going to love you, Delia," I promised. "You're my fated mate, which means that we've got what it takes to fit together perfectly. That includes getting on with one another's families."
"I suppose so, I'm just feeling the pressure. You're a god."
"I'm your mate, first and foremost," I reminded her. A thrill went through me as I said it. This beautiful woman was mine, and I was hers. It would take more than that for our relationship to last, but the foundations were there, thanks to the wolves we shared within us.
She touched her hand to my chest, and I put mine over hers. "You really believe that?"
"You know I do," I promised.
She nodded. "Okay, let's go."
"There's justonething to do first," I responded.
"Oh?"
I leaned in and brushed my lips against hers, kissing her softly. I wanted her to know that I was there for her, and that I thought this could last. Fate might have decided to bring us together, but we were what was going to keep us that way.
We broke apart, and she smiled at me. "Now I'm really ready."
"Good. Because we're basically here." I waved towards the door at the end of the street with a bouncer outside it. I wasn't really sure who Hades got to work for him here in the god realm, but there were probably always people looking for a job.
The man nodded his head at me, not bothering to check my name against the guest list. There was really no need to when most of the people around knew who I was.
Music spilt out of several of the rooms even as we made our way inside. It wasn't as loud as in some of the clubs in the human realm, but it was familiar, and I could sense Delia relax a little more to be somewhere that felt familiar.
People were everywhere, and I nodded to those I knew well, but didn't stop. That could come later. I led her upstairs, knowing that was where Hel was likely to be, and as if to prove my point, we headed into the bar there to find Thor in front of us.
"Delia, good to see you again," my uncle said with a wide smile to my mate.
"You too, Thor." There was a slight hesitation as she said his name, but it seemed to fade when she realised that he wasn't about to get angry at her for using his name.
"Nephew," Thor said to me.
"Uncle," I responded. "Do you know where Hel is?"
"VIP section," he said. "Where else?"
