Page 54 of Spellbound
PART TWO: VENGEFUL GODS
CHAPTER FOURTEEN
Three More Dead, the headlines read. I glanced over the newspaper, glaring at Viktor—or should I say Raiden—as he drank his morning coffee like nothing had happened.
Edmund dragged a chair out, placing his breakfast on the kitchen table. “Maddox should be released today. The potioneers did excellent work healing him. I believe Aaron was one of the ones healing him.”
I smiled. “Of course he was. Not that it matters because Maddox doesn’t see a good thing when he has it.”
Dora finished making her eggs and grabbed a bread roll from the middle of the table, leaning over Edmund’s shoulder. “I’m just happy he’s okay. My poor Maddox. He must have been so afraid. Those intruders,” she said, balling her fists, “they could have killed him. I’m furious. Alma has been looking for the ones you both described, but they haven’t found them yet.”
My gaze caught Raiden’s. They would never find the “intruders” because we’d made them up. I wasn’t going to set them on the trail of a goddess who could tear them apart, and I didn’t want to face what Raiden would do to me if I did tell anyone. I imagined it would start with my death and end with my coven’s. Their unintelligible words floated around as I lost myself in dark daydreams.
“You okay, Elle, honey?” Dora asked.
“Sorry.” I snapped back to the conversation. “Yesterday was a lot. That’s all.”
She reached across the table and grabbed my hand, gently squeezing my fingers. “You’ve been through so much as of late.”
I inhaled deeply. “What were you saying before?”
“We couldn’t track down the goddess either,” Edmund explained.
Yep, because she had been here, locked in a divine fight with the liar over there. “Perhaps it’s best to let sleeping goddesses lie.”
Edmund gave me a look. “I suppose. She always has been elusive. Supposedly.” He drank the last of his vanilla bean coffee. “How many did you say broke in here yesterday again? That floor is costing a bucket of skal to fix.”
Raiden grinned. “Five,” he lied. “Elle almost shot one of them.”
“What?” Dora’s eyes widened.
“Almost.” I scowled. He knew I did.
