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My brow furrowed. “You sure?”
“If he hasn’t barreled through you by now to sever my head from my shoulders, regardless of his insanely strong loyalty to you, then I think we’re okay.”
That’s a fair point.I took a deep breath and stepped away, standing next to Aya. She held my hand, and I knew neither of us could relax just yet.
“I fucked up,” Fenrir said first. “I’ll admit that without hesitation. If I hadn’t lost control, maybe none of this would have happened. I’ll own my part in all of this, even if I’m not the one who killed her.”
My eyebrows rose. I hadn’t expected that out of Fen. In the past memories I had, he struggled to admit when he was wrong or at fault for something. If he did, he’d brush it off like it wasn’t a big deal. It was one of my biggest gripes I had about him.
“Yeah, you fucked up, Fen,” Tyr agreed.
The hard edge to his voice made me tense. Aya squeezed my hand, keeping me rooted in place.
Tyr lifted his axe and pressed the blade to Fenrir’s chest. “You fucked up so bad, I swore an oath to spill your damned blood because you couldn’t muzzle your wolf.”
My blood ran cold.No… No, Tyr, you didn’t…
Fen grasped the head of the axe and pressed it harder against his skin. “If you have to carve out my heart, then so be it. Do what you have to, Brother. I won’t stop you. But know, Dahlia won’t be happy, and you don’t want a pissed-off dragon hunting you down.”
Dragons? Dragons were actually real?
“Well, we can’t have that now that I’ve finally found my Valkyrie,” Tyr murmured.
The axe dug into Fen’s skin, and then Tyr slashed the blade. Blood splattered on the ground. I gasped, and Aya had to grab me to prevent me from lunging for Tyr.
Fenrir looked down at the large gash in his chest. It was deep, but not life-threatening like I had feared. “Ow.”
Tyr grunted and dismissed his bloody axe into nothing. “Don’t complain, mongrel.”
Fen placed a hand on his wound. “I won’t. You have my thanks for using that loophole. And I’ll wear this scar as a reminder.”
“I’m going to need some time to fully get over this,” Tyr admitted. “But we’ll get back to the way things were.”
He placed his hand on Fenrir’s shoulder and held up his arm with the missing hand. “Now I have to find the real wolf who ate my hand and gut him for daring to take my Valkyrie.”
Kirby leaned around Fenrir, her brow furrowed, and gazed beyond the two men. “Uh, who is that?”
We all turned, and my gut clenched seeing the one very stunned person I hadn’t wanted to be here. “Diego, how long have you been there?”
He ran his hand through his hair. “What the actual fuck did I witness?”
I exchanged glances with everyone else.Well, shit.
Chapter Sixteen
Diego
I ranmy hands through my hair again, my mind racing with all the information just fed to me. Gods, fae and other supernatural beings, magic… it was all real. They weren’t just stories people told for fun, or as ways to scare children into behaving. Well, some were, but there was truth within the lies.
Aya, our best friend from college, was actually the Norse goddess of war and sex, Freya, who had been protecting Astrid since she was a kid. She’d pretended to be Pete’s wife to do it.
Tyr, the new resident who I thought I didn’t want to worry about around Astrid, was actuallytheNorse god, Tyr, who was her lover in the distant past.No, her husband.She was the wife he and Aya had talked about dying.
Then there was Fen,theFenrir from Norse myth, and a damned Valkyrie also in the living room, standing around watching me as I took this all in.
This can’t be real… can it?I’d seen with my own eyes a monstrous wolf the size of a truck become a man. I saw Tyr banish an axe into nothing.
My eyes flicked to Astrid, where she sat on the opposite side of the couch, her forehead pressed into her palm as if it were bothering her, while Angel sat at her feet, resting her head on Astrid’s knee.This all happened in front of Astrid,and she acted like it was normal…
