?There’s a deafening click that sounds at his door before it gets swung open. The result of someone successfully picking aDevil’s Lock. Then a god prowls in.
Eighteen
Mavyn – Novam 21
Demigods are not actual gods or within the category of primordials, however you would have never known the difference because of how he walks in.
?In truth, for all we know he could be a primordial god. No one has heard of the gods of this world since the ending of the War of Gods – aside from their children. It could make one curious then about how the end of the War of Gods really came to end and what happened to the gods after.
?No one even knows what really happened to start the war or how exactly it ended.
?Not that it matters in this moment. Not with Castiel pausing just within the doorway, unmasked, looking directly atme. His eyes trace down my costume and then zero in at a particular spot.
?Not that he can see anything since the layers of my dress cover the rip Varian made.
?Still, it causes another rush of heat, the way his eyes deepen to near black but are full of so much emotion. So much want. So muchneed.
?That roil in my stomach tightens and I want to press my thighs together, but I slash my hand in the air between me and the demigod and shake my head.
?“No,” I snap. Turning away from both of them and blindly running my eyes over Varian’s bookshelves. “Not right now. I need to think.”
?I need to think.
?And still he chooses to ignore me because I can feel Castiel’s presence like shifting winds pressing into me. His spicy clove scent with hints of citrus enveloping me like Varian’s life-like scent is.
?I squeeze my eyes shut as tight as possible. I need to think.
?Why did our bond cement when Varian hasn’t seen my soul? Why hasn’t fate clicked between me and Darian when he most definitelyhasseen my soul and I know without a doubt that we are fated? Why did someone use a vampire to try and turn me even though they had to of known it wasn’t possible? If they were watching me like I suspect they have been they had to have known I’m not human.
?I internally freeze as I keep my eyes shut. My aura is still climbing the walls though those four doors within me are shut and locked, and I let my aura continue to simply exist as I cinchmy control of my heart and blood. Carefully monitoring my aura with as much practiced precision as Darian has on his to make people believe it’s unpredictable.
?“Why did you all think I was a spy?”
?I open my eyes and everything is so still within. I never asked it before. I remember telling both of them I didn’t even care, I just wanted to be left alone. But now. . .
?“Mavyn. . .”
?And something within the tunnels and halls of my mind flicks. I’m no longer staring at shelves of books but at a metallic mask with black slits where eyes should be.
?What are you?It whispers.WHAT ARE YOU?
?“Burning,” I answer.
?Varian comes into my peripheral and I can see it. That black void in my mind, part of it clears. The smoke shifting as an image becomes clear.
?I look directly at Varian as he watches me and there is so much hesitation and worry.
?His voice is quiet as he asks, “Are you going to disappear again?”
?I cock my head.What?
?He swallows thickly. “You were staring and then said burning without context. I need to know if you’re about to disappear again and go to the sun death realm.”
?Oh.
?Oh.
?Actually. . .oh fucking no.
