Page 69 of Darkening Truth
I let out a relieved breath, “Well, at least there’s that then.”
He watches me closely, “You know I’m surprised that none of them have realised that you are a god as well.”
I shrug, “It’s not obvious. My magic is closely linked to that of a demon, so it makes sense that they assume that’s what I am. I don’t think we’ve ever really discussed what kind of supernatural I am.”
“They’ll figure it out at some point. I don’t think it’s anything that is going to cause any problems.”
“No, I’ll mention it next time there’s an opportunity if none of them have figured it out by then,” I reply with a shrug.
“It’s probably thrown them off that you keep talking about your disdain for the gods and goddesses,” Hades grins.
I shrug, “Probably.” Changing the subject, I continue, “Okay. I can’t just sit around here, let’s go and see if we can find a Dragon that’s willing to talk to us.”
“You know it’s not going to be that simple. I need to talk to the commanders and see what damage has been done. You need to talk to them as well and organise things again, so that the heavens can stop being locked down. That was never supposed to happen,” Hades reminds me, his expression dark as he switches into business mode.
“You’re right. There’s a lot to do. I would rather stay busy anyway,” I reply.
He nods, “Me too.”
Once again, I feel his magic surround me, and then I’m standing in a familiar meeting room, surrounded by shocked Helliers.
“Hades?” Grimm asks. “Khaos? Am I seeing shit again? Which one of you fuckers spiked my drink again?”
I raise my eyebrow, “Again, Grimm? How often have you been spiked now?”
“Is it technically spiking if you do it yourself?” He retorts with a smirk and then strides over, his smile widening as he pulls me into a hug first and then does the same to Hades.
“We’re so happy to see you,” Lucielle adds. “There were rumours that you were back, but there are always rumours.”
“We’ve got a lot to do and a lot to fix,” Hades starts. “Grimm, go with Khaos and fill him in on the military side of it, and what’s going on in the Punishment Soul Side. Everyone else, stay here and fill me in.”
I grin. I love this, and I’ve missed it a lot.
Farren
After Hades and Khaos left, we carried on training for a long time. I think all of us are feeling restless for many reasons by this point. We ended up training right through lunch, and it was only when my stomach made a rather loud and quite embarrassing protest at the lack of food that I had given it, that it was decided that we should probably stop.
Since it was dinner time anyway, we decided to shower in the changing rooms down here, and Loki lent me some clothes to wear from his locker. Apparently, the guys take longer than I do, or aren’t as hungry as I am, because I find myself waiting in the hallway for them to come out.
To be fair, I did rush through my shower so I could get to food quicker.
Which, of course, has made absolutely no difference because the guys are all still showering, so I could have enjoyed the shower for longer anyway.
“Oh look, it’s the spoilt bitch,” an unfamiliar voice calls out.
I sigh and look up to find a group of six men heading my way. Pushing off the wall, I drop my pile of clothes to the floor. Something tells me that I’m going to need my hands for this.
“Can I help you?” I ask simply.
“Yeah, I want to know what kind of magical pussy you have that’s managed to convince the strongest warriors at the academy to accept you,” one of them growls, clearly pissed, although I have no real idea why. Surely it can’t just be because the guys have accepted me onto their team properly now.
I mean, that would be some really petty shit.
I shrug, allowing my expression to show just how bored I am with this conversation. I reply, “Who knows?”
“Let’s find out for ourselves,” another one suggests, a threatening gleam in his eye.
My eyes narrow, “Try it, and you’ll lose a hand,” I smirk and hold up my little finger, adding, “and other appendages.”
