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“I’m pretty sure he didn’t,” Loki said. “They didn’t call themselves the Cult of the Aether Sisters. They didn’t call themselves anything at all. A historian gave them that name hundreds of years later, and it stuck. By the time Reyson came for me, I had heard they were dead. I was still bitter about the entire thing. We didn’t talk much about the hybrids. He knew I found my son and lost him to keep him safe. Reyson knew I tried my hand at creations, and it went horribly wrong except for Bjorn, who I also had to send away, but he didn’t know the details of the hybrids.”
We still had alotmore to talk about, but the doorbell rang because our food was here. Ravyn jumped up to get the door. I was pretty sure food delivery wasn’t a concept back then or even in the pocket dimension he was in, but Sleipnir jumped up to help her.
I got what Loki had told us, and it sounded like he had shit choices no matter what he did. Though I would have imagined if you wanted to get revenge on your blood brother for hurting your kids, he could have guessed how Odin and the rest of his god friends were going to react to killing Baldur.
He didn’t create the hybrids to be what they became. They betrayed him. But I still thought we were missing a good bit of history about his creations, and we weren’t going to bed until he spilled.
Chapter34
Sleipnir
Icould understand everything that was being said now, but not quite everything that was going on. We were meant to be eating, but there were no farm animals or crops on this property. My mother could conjure food, but he didn’t do that this time. So I followed the witch out of the hearth because she said the food was here. How? No one cooked anything.
Ravyn opened the door, and a young vampire handed her a bunch of bags that frankly smelled amazing. Maybe they didn’t totally ruin the beef with this whole cheeseburger nonsense. Ravyn turned around and ran straight into my chest.
She smelled amazing, and she was quite pretty. Bjorn had seen her in a vision and told me she would be a vital part of our lives. Bjorn wasneverwrong; it was just he didn’t always get the full picture. Like the fact that she was clearly into my mom, and things had gone down with them while we were in the pocket dimension.
Bjorn and I just had each other in that pocket dimension. There wasn’t a single pretty woman in sight. I wouldn’t mind showing Ravyn my longsword in action, but I wouldn’t do that to my mom.
We just sort of stood there smashed together for a minute before she cleared her throat and took a step back.
“Did you pay that vampire to hunt for us?”
“What? No. He picked up our food from the restaurant that prepared it. I paid the restaurant for the food, a delivery fee to go towards his salary, and I gave him a big tip.”
“Sounds like extortion.”
“It’s a fee for the convenience. You’re going to love this cheeseburger, by the way.”
“Hey, please don’t get too mad at my mom for lying to you about being Loki. You don’t know what it was like back then. He’s not a violent person. He gets things done another way. Brute strength was what was respected. Odin did all this shit to gain knowledge, and everyone respected him for it. Loki is cunning, and everyone shit on him for it. They thought since he didn’t solve things with a weapon or sacrifice something for the way his brain worked, he was dangerous.”
“I’m not mad at him for being Loki. Killian and I aren’t people who think he’s inherently evil. We’re upset about the secrets. He should have toldbothof us before he kissed us. Killian has been in my life for a long time, and I love him. I could get over him lying to me but not hurting Killian.”
Oh. Oh! It was like that. I was never really around Lilith’s witches much. They were hardcore into Lilith and never paid the other gods much attention like the humans and some of the other supernatural races at the time.
I was stolen from Loki as soon as I was born after Odin realized I had eight legs when I was a horse and could travel between realms. He put a collar on me that trapped me as a horse and stuck me in his stables. There weren’t any witches around when I was growing up. After Loki freed me, I was around his hybrids for a short time before I had to go to the pocket realm for my safety.
I knew how my mother felt about his lovers. The only reason he didn’t have more than one when I was freed was that he promised his wife he wouldn’t. This witch took lovers like my mother, and that was fascinating.
“So, you and Killian are together, and you, Killian, and my mother are together? Is that common in this century?”
“You’re adorable in this big, sexy beefcake way. It’s common with witches. Have you not met one before, big guy?”
“Actually, no. I was a horse for a long time, and then I had to go in the pocket dimension. Bjorn hasn’t either, but he’s seen them in visions. Clearly, not everything.”
“Oh, I’m going to have so much fun corrupting the two of you,” she purred.
Was she hitting on me? What would my mother say about that? Was this a witch thing?
“Ravyn, you can hit on my son any time. We’re all hungry, and I still have more to tell you,” Loki called from the kitchen.
He knew, and he wasn’t upset with me? All the gods I knew tended to be the jealous sort.
“That’s our cue. And you’re going to be fully converted to cheeseburgers after you eat this.”
“Bjorn says he saw you in a vision and that you would help us stop Thorunn from returning. He kept saying we would have a witch guide. I don’t think that was in matters of ruining a good cow.”
“Come on, big guy. You’ll be thanking me when you cum in your pants after you’ve taken a bite.”
