Page 92 of The Gods Order

“I’m serious. Get that the fuck—”

“Ugh, fine. The fun way it is,” Riven says, then…giggles.

Uh-oh.

Before any of us can do anything, Riven straddles Creed’s lap and chains wrap around his arms as he attempts to fight him off. His head thrashes back and forth as Riven’s fingers wrap around his jaw and pry his mouth open. I cover mine with my hand as he dumps the contents down his throat and slams his jaw shut.

Creed has no choice but to gulp when Riven pinches his nose closed. Kyzen and Amick latch onto him and drag him to the floor as he lets out a loud-ass laugh.

“What the hell were you thinking, Riven? You have no fucking clue—”

The shush Riven gives Kyzen cuts his words off, and we all glare at him. He doesn’t take his eyes and sinister smirk off Creed.

My chest rises and falls in very unmeasured breaths as his soul squeezes mine. It’s not in pain, though.

It’s relaxing.

The pale flush in his cheeks slowly pinkens and his fingers flex repeatedly against his thighs. His tired, droopy eyes close for a breath long enough to make me uncomfortable.

A gasp pours from my mouth as they flare open in a blaze of white.

I rush forward and fall to my knees in front of him.

“Creed,” I breathe.

He raises his hand and traces his thumb across my cheek.

“I’m okay,” he says with a small smile.

“You’re not going to be once I’m through with you.”

He chuckles and hauls my ass off the floor and into his lap. The others surround us, staring down at him like they’re waiting for him to have a horrible reaction to whatever that shit Riven gave him was.

Nothing abnormal happens.

“See. You were all flipping your shit for nothing. Feel good, don’t you, Death?”

Creed stares daggers at Riven.

“If you ever do that again, I will kill you.”

Riven smiles.

“No need to tease me with a good time. I was just taking care of my little brother. Looks like Vullie figured it out.”

“Looks like?” I ask, craning my neck around. “What the hell was that?”

“I told you I was going to give him a vial of what our dear Elementrians left us in hopes he’d be able to make something similar but for us. Took him a couple of tries but looks like he figured it out.”

“A couple? I told you, you could have one vial.”

“Well…” He shrugs. “I needed a few extras.”

“V,” I bark.

“It was for a good cause. I wouldn’t have let him take all of them. And it seems it worked out.”

I swear to the Valories.