Page 2 of The Goddess is Angry
I threw a pillow at her face as I climbed into bed behind Church.
“You’re little spoon, big boy,” I said. “Live it, love it.”
“I want to be little spoon,” West grumped.
“Dude, we all want to be her little spoon,” Ren said.
“Middle spoon is where it’s at,” Mina sighed.
I was sending a slow, steady stream of healing energy into Church without blasting him and tipping everyone off. I could have told them, but I didn’t get interrupted once trying to tell them. It was twice now. I’d have to psych myself up to tell them a third time.
I could hear people in the hall and Dot yelling. Ren stuck his head out and then shut the door.
“We can all go back to our rooms, but we can’t leave Sigmis yet.”
“Want to come back to my dorm?” Mina asked. “My roommate is obsessed with one of the sirens that was playing at the moon orgy. She’s been staying with him most nights. I think he’s getting sick of her. It’ll just be us.”
“Will you be okay?” Matilda asked.
“I’m not a muffin muffler if that’s what you’re planning on doing. I’ll be fine.”
“We’ll stay with her,” Ren said.
“If you mistreat my twin, I’ll shift and eat you,” Matilda said.
“And my revenge will be epic,” Mags said.
Oscar just nodded his head.
“Noted. We want some alone time with your sister. I swear we won’t hurt her.”
“Unless she asks for it. Then, it’s okay,” Matilda said, tossing her hair over her shoulder and leaving.
“Do you like a little spanky spank?” Ren smirked.
“I actually don’t know,” I said thoughtfully.
Did I? We could find out later.
ren
Iwas learning some important things about myself in college. One was that I was pretty sure I was going to get my third tail any day now. I wasn’t the only Kitsune here, but I was definitely the youngest. I had more tails than some of the older Kitsunes.
Foxes weren’t pack animals, so they weren’t trying to recruit me for the group thing, but there were definitely some Kitsunes here who thought we shouldn’t be with anyone who wasn’t a Kitsune and kept trying to steal me from Oscar.
The stupid, stuck up Kitsunes were going to lose their shit because I also learned something else about myself. I liked George before. She was cool, and I wasn’t opposed to possibly joining her coven. But I just saw a dead body and found out there was a murderer on campus who drew the God of Death here.
And now I wasallabout George Bell and whatever coven she might be forming.
If she just wanted to snuggle, we could do that, but she didn’t strike me as a shrinking violet. I could just look at Oscar and tell what he was thinking. We’d known each other that long. Oscar was built to form a coven. I knew that when I kissed him for the first time. He could have made one from just men, but we liked women, too. She just needed to be really impressive.
“Please don’t be mad at me, but every time I’ve tried to tell you my secret tonight, I’ve gotten interrupted. That has to be a giant-ass sign. I tried again when we got back, but Dot knocked on the door.”
Oscar got up and wrapped his arms around her waist. She seemed to think we were going to be mad she wasn’t telling us. I was going to have to steal her something big to cheer her up this time.
“I’m a Brujo and Ren is a Kitsune. You don’t have to tell us about omens.”
Seriously. I might not be a warlock or Brujo, but we believed in omens just as strongly as one. George spun around in Oscar’s arms and her eyes got hooded. She was pretty tall, but not as tall as Oscar. George looked up at him through her lashes with those stunning silver eyes.
