Page 3 of The Goddess is Fierce
“He’s going to try to get me expelled,” I moaned.
It felt really good and this time, he knew it was me, but that fucker was also a legacy student. If the board didn’t want to kiss his stupid ass, they definitely wanted to keep his stupid parents happy. Oscar just chuckled.
“Did you miss everything after George healed me and you got your new tail? Gabriel Morningstar is the new headmaster and Church’s grandfather is running the board. Something tells me there are going to be some big changes when it comes to legacy students. You didn’t burn him alive, and he started it. You were well within academy rules.” Oscar said.
He was probably right. I was a little shocked when we got to Azren’s cabin. Azren was gone, but there was someone else sitting on his sofa. The big guy blushed when he saw Oscar and me.
He delivered our luggage to our dorm room and we both immediately wanted to know where he came from. We thought it was a little strange that the snobs in charge of hiring put a guy with a big gaping hole where his magic should be anywhere near this campus, but we didn’t care about that.
The maintenance guy was utterly gorgeous. Oscar wasn’t as small as I was, but he wasn’t as big as West. The maintenance guy wasmassiveand looked like he could fling us both around the bedroom just right. I’m sure a ton of students on this campus treated him like garbage, but Oscar and I saw a big, giant, hot man and our dicks overrode our brains.
We kind of hit on him and found out he was also a little shy, so we apologized. I mean, we got vibes that he was a little fluid with his sexuality, but I guess we came on a little strong. I didn’t really know why he was here.
“Guys, you might know the maintenance guy as Sol, but this is actually Baldur. He came back from the dead with no memories or magic. Azren is fetching his dad, Odin, so we can figure out how to get those back.”
Oh, my shit. Me and my dick. I hit on agodand made him uncomfortable. I’d been around Azren a good bit. Azren would probably be into it if I hit on them, and I was still terrified to do it. George was different. I hit on her before I knew she was a god and now that I’d gotten to know her, I knew she was totally into me.
I cleared my throat.
“Sorry for suggesting you throw us around naked at the moon orgy when we first met. My boyfriend and I thought you were insanely hot, but we had no idea you were a god.”
George started giggling. So did West. I was definitely getting revenge on West for laughing at me.
“Oh, I wasn’t mad about it,” Baldur said. “It was flattering. I make most supernaturals uncomfortable, so I’ve never been invited to a moon orgy before. And the two of you were actually serious instead of fucking with me like all the students here. I’m not a virgin, but I actually didn’t know what to say, so I didn’t say anything.”
Oh, thank shit. He wasn’t going to get his god mojo back and then beat my ass.
“So, we could still do the moon orgy if George is also into it?” I said, wagging my eyebrows.
She looked like she was definitely thinking about it. Baldur was absolutely beautiful. George probably would if she got to know him and decided he should be a part of our group.
“I’m going to need all of you to be a little less thirsty because Baldur here could be the serial killer butchering witches,” Mags said.
Any fantasies I was having about god sandwiches instantly left my head. Damn. I usually had impeccable taste in partners. I mean, Oscar and George were completely perfect.
“We don’tknowthat,” George said. “All we know is that it’s happening now, and it happened in the past while he was here and he had blackouts during the murders. There’s no other evidence.”
Oscar and I were looking at her like she was insane. That was some pretty damning evidence. West was her ride or die. If she wanted to get crazy with her god powers, he’d be egging her on and helping her hide the evidence.
“We’re all late to the party, but I’m guessing you mean lots of blood,” West said.
Fucking West. He liked to pretend he was pretty, and that was all there was to him. West might have barely passed highschool and had no chance of getting into college, but that didn’t mean he was stupid. The only reason he didn’t do well in high school was because he just didn’t like it, so he didn’t bother.
He was actually smart as hell. He figured out George’s secret long before the rest of us, and he was totally right. We were all at the crime scene. It was brutal and bloody. There was no way in fuck anyone did that without getting blood on themselves, even a god.
“None of my clothes were missing like I got rid of them because of the blood. I never woke up with blood on me, either.”
“Even with my magic, I’m not self-cleaning. If I had blood on me, I’d have to take a shower. It’s not a god thing that we can murder anyone without getting dirty. He doesn’t have his magic, anyway. I don’t know if that means he can be injured.
“My dad, Balthazar, is really into serial-killer documentaries. I used to watch them with him sometimes. My other dad, Felix, is really into forensic shows and I watched those with him, too. Knives get slippery when they get bloody. Hands get cut. Can you get cut, Baldur?”
“I’ve never been sick that I remember, but I’ve needed stitches several times with the jobs I’ve had to take. I never had any wounds when someone got murdered. If it was me, I should. I can’t imagine someone is going to just lay there and let someone hurt them. I should have bruises and scratches.”
That was the thing. There werenodefensive wounds on the bodies. It was like theydidjust lie there and let it happen. And their memories were tampered with. That took magic and right now, he had none. We could all feel it.
There was the possibility he could have found some kind of potion on the dark web to do all that. It would have been much harder before the internet and this had been going on for a while. He would have had to have gotten his hands on a seriously dark grimoire and the chances of him even getting close enoughto a dark witch to look at their grimoire when he felt like that were pretty slim. He was pretty, but most witches were going to care more about that gaping hole where his magic would be and wouldn’t teach him, either.
“I agree with George. He might have been here, but I don’t think he did it,” Oscar said.
