I hoped George gave our boyfriend some serious snuggles later. Personfriend? What did we call Azren? They’d been dealing with death since the universe was created, but it didn’t seem like reaping got any easier for them. I thought Azren was going to do some godly witchy-woo and make her ghost appear, but they called for Bethany, the ghost that spoke through Oscar.
A tall, slim ghost in Puritan garb appeared, and she looked a little more solid than most ghosts did since it was Samhain. Bethany appeared right up in Church’s business and punched him right in the junk. Church wheezed and fell over. I hadn’t pissed off the ghosts, but I cupped my beautiful balls in case she was giving everyone nut punches just for being friends with him.
“Are you done assaulting a student for whatever slight offended you? You could have prevented this, Bethany. She was a promising, young witch. You couldstillhelp us stop this. I can put an end to this for good. If you still can’t tell me the truth, at least help me help Fleur. She’s not like all of you. She doesn’thaveto haunt these grounds.
“Now, Icouldwhip out my scythe and force her out of the veil. Someone has already called the Paranormal Investigation Bureau about the banshees shrieking. You might not want to tell me, but I’m pretty sure you’d rather me deal with this than them. I have a feeling this has been going on for a very long time and if they had any hope of stopping it, they would have by now. So, unless you want to be completely unhelpful about the fact that it’s your fault this girl was horrifically murdered, you could go into the veil and ease Fleur back out so I don’t traumatize her further.”
Bethany disappeared in a huff. Church was still curled into the fetal position holding his nuts. He was going to need to see the healer for the ghost-inflicted fatality on his sack or he was going to be pissing blood for a week and might not be able to have some beautiful little babies with George if she was into that.
“That waswayruder than what I said. How come I was the only one who got dick punched?”
“Perks of being a god. The only people brave enough for a dick or tit punch is another god. Loki and I figured out shapeshifting together. Mind your elbows in bed, boys, because getting hit in the breast hurts like fuck.”
Noted. And George would totally punch them in the dick or tit if they were being stupid. I mean,Iwasn’t that stupid, but George could get away with it.
Bethany finally appeared with Fleur’s ghost. I just had bits and pieces of the story and I definitely wasn’t the smartest person in our group, but from what I gathered, Azren had a little tingle in their godly butthole this would happen and Bethany could have stopped it, but she was too busy getting butthurt by vampires and punching them in the nuts.
I was pretty sure Bethany didn’t tell Fleur that because she looked upset but she wasn’t punching Bethany in the vagina over it. I was pretty sure Church was thinking about it if he ever got up from the fetal position.
“Fleur, I’m so sorry,” Azren said. “I came here because I had a bad feeling. I’m sorry. I didn’t have enough information to stop this from happening to you. It’s a kindness that ghosts don’t remember their deaths. If you get stuck here, having to relive that is torture, but you probably know who did this to you.”
“I can’t remember why I was even out on the dodgeball field. I know everyone was excited about the new team, but I’m horribly clumsy. I wouldn’t make it if I auditioned for either the team or the cheerleading squad. I was planning on making charms for both that would keep them safe on the field. I know it’s a major thing we’re finally getting a team, but I’ve always been more into fashion and pretty things than sports. I walk Halliwell Square and the campus gardens for inspiration, but I never come out here. I certainly wouldn’t have come out here alone on Samhain.”
Potions weren’t just limited to witches. Even lions had them. Memory potions were a thing, but mostly forbidden except for extreme cases. The only time they were really allowed was when someone had been traumatized to the point taking the memory away was the only thing that would fix it.Shemight not remember but the other students would.
Before Azren could say anything, the Paranormal Investigation Bureau came busting up on the scene. Assholes. They shooed the fucking God of Death away like this wasn’t their domain, so Azren took us back to Sigmis dorm.
“What do you think?” Oscar asked.
“I don’t. I don’t have enough information. There are a lot of things that could have wiped her memories. This is the social media generation, so we need George’s dad to get into her accounts and talk to her coven. Someone was sending a message. We just need to find it out if it’s the same message they were trying to send when I felt this before. You should all get some sleep. I’m going to find her coven so I can tell them.”
“Do you want me to come?” George asked.
Azren just gave her a look like she needed to be telling everyone her secret. I was pretty sure she was too spooked now. Before Azren could disappear in a puff of smoke, I grabbed them.
“I’ve been calling you our boyfriend in my head, but do you prefer personfriend? If you’re into her, you’re dating all of us now.”
Azren just snorted.
“Fucking shifter noses. I prefer partner. And thank you for asking.”
Azren disappeared, so I snagged George this time.
“I’m not sure how, but I’m pretty sure this necklace hides that you reallyaredaddy’s girl.”
“How did you—?”
I cut her off and kissed her nose.
“I used my big, sexy lion brain. Your secret is safe with me. You don’t need to tell me why right away, either.”
George just melted into me. It was like some of the tension I was always rubbing out of her back went away.
“Thank you. I was so paranoid all of you would hate me.”
“Girl, seriously. You arewaytoo awesome for that. So, we are catching a killer now?”
“Seems like it.”