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“Aye, aye, my love.”
“And while we’re at it…”Pausing as her breath came in short puffs as she shot poison-tipped arrow after poison-tipped arrow at the Formorians, she finally finished with,“How ‘bout bringin’ the fire? Burn that son of a demi-god down once and for all.”
“Oh, yeah,”Stone’s voice burst into Creed’s mind.“She and Annika are gonna hit it off just fine. You ready to send this little asshole home to his daddy?”
“Been ready since before he got here.”
Keeping Gwydion occupied as Stone and the other Paladins started to implement the plan they were projecting into Creed’s mind. Stepping to the side, he drew his opponent away from the door, and took a swing at The Crow’s midsection.
Countering with a Passata Sotto just as the Paladin Leader knew he would, Gwydion dropped his body beneath the Dragon’s blade. Then placing his free hand on the floor, he straightened his sword arm and jabbed at the inside of Creed’s thigh, aiming for the femoral artery.
Spinning to the side, Creed taunted, “Swing and a miss, Little Man. Didn’t daddy ever teach you how to fight?”
“I will bathe in your blood,” the Crow shrieked. Jumping to his feet and racing at Creed’s chest with his blade leading the way, he added with a roar, “Alessandra will be mine!”
Flames filled the room, the nauseatingly sweet and putrid stench of burning flesh mixed with the smoldering reek of hot vinegar and burning pepper filled the room. Before the flames had subsided, as dark smoke and gray fumes went from the shape of the Fomorians to clouds of dust, Stone, his twin Sable and Lex, the newest Paladin, stormed into the room.
Caught between Creed, Alex, and Amy, and three of the most formidable Warriors the Universe had ever created in Stone, Sable, and Lex, Gwydion’s huge black wings extended from his back, instantly wrapping around his body.
Spinning so quickly he was little but a blur as he rose from the ground, the Crow threatened, “This is not over, Creed Mathers. You will not…”
Tossing his sword to his Mate, the Paladin Leader conjured the golden whip of the Celtic God of the Hunt with nothing more than a single thought. Pulling the handle towards his shoulder, the thong flew backward a split-second before he threw the force of his weight towards the rising figure of The Crow.
Directing the whip as an extension of his body, he watched as the heavy length of gold wrapped around the shining black feathers. Both he and Alastair roared as the fall of the whip, the closest portion to the end, came into view, the crack signified the last of the whip and the loop reached the speed of sound, creating the telltale sonic boom.
Yanking the handle with all his might, Creed felt a satisfied grin cross his snout as The Crow fell to the ground, wound up tight in gold and screaming at the top of his lungs. Opening his mouth to tell the spoiled Demi-God to shut the hell up, Alex was quicker.
“Na bruidhinn tuilleadh,”she uttered, the Spell translated in English asspeak no moreand looked to Creed with her right eyebrow arched and a twinkle in her eyes.
Helpless but to go to her, by the time he’d taken the three steps to get to his Mate, Alistair had pulled back their Dragon Magic and Creed was once again in human form. Taking her hands in his, he pulled her to him, lowered his lips to hers and whispered, “Do you know how long…?”
But before he could finish, Alex put her index finger to his lips, let out a stuttering breath and pronounced, “You may want to hold that thought. You don’t know anything about me. I was the one…”
“You are Alessandra MacAskill, my Mate, the one the Universe made for me. You are also the Morrígan’s Assassin, theSìthiche Dubh, and therefore the one sent to kill me. Over the last nine-hundred-and-ninety-nine years, you have exacted the Justice of the Goddess of War and the Jury of Others. You have taken lives as their Executioner as is the legacy of the women of the MacAskill Frolick. I am Paladin. We exist because the Universe, Fate, and Destiny believe Justice must prevail. I too, have been the Executioner when the situation warranted. You have nothing to fear, we are one as the Universe intended. And like my mother always said, ‘Fate Will Not Be Denied’.”
“Yeah, but…”
“Yeah, but nothing.”
Still talking around her finger, loving the feel of her skin against his, Creed placed the side of his own finger under her chin and gently lifted her face so she could no longer evade his eyes. “You are mine and I am yours. I can hear your thoughts, see your memories, feel your fears, and I can assure you, I fell in love with you the minute you walked into Maggie and Bonnie’s bar, and I will fall a little more in love with you for the rest of eternity.”
A bright and wonderful smile curved her lips as her arms wrapped around his neck and she pushed up onto her toes. Lips just about to touch, she winked, “I kinda liked you last night, too, but right now, I’m pretty sure you’re my hero.”
Kissing his Mate was nothing short of miraculous, so much so that Creed forgot where he was, what had just happened, and who was in the room. At least, until Lex, one of Freya’s Einherjar – an army of one – chuckled, “Is it inappropriate to give you two lovebirds a wolf whistle? Or would you rather I just tell you to get a room?”
Lifting his lips from Alex’s, Creed teasingly growled, “If you value your life, you’ll get the hell outta here and take the others with you.”
“Done and done, Boss. Done and done.”
