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I nod, “Yes, princess. I’m here.”

She pauses the space of a heartbeat and then latches onto me tightly - like her life depends on never letting me go.

“Odin.”

“Shh, I’m here, darlin’.” I don’t let her go as I trail my free hand down her body and pet her, not just sexually, but to comfort her. My hand trails down her body covering every part. She curls into me and after a few seconds, I realize she’s shaking…crying.

I keep soothing her until she’s stopped, telling her softly that I am right beside her and that I will keep her safe now that I’m by her side. Eventually, she relaxes around me and I work my touch down so I can pet between her legs. I give her a baby orgasm to ensure she sleeps deeply before I myself fall back asleep.

But this time I don’t have revenge on my mind. This time I have promises to keep and plans to make. Lori won’t ever feel completely safe until I find the people that hurt her friend and left her very aware of the darker aspects of life. I’m not going to truly rest until I hunt down and kill the people that haunt my princess.

Chapter Seven

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Lori

The next time I open my eyes, my mom is standing by the windows opening the curtains to let the sunshine in my room. I sit up and immediately take the sheet with me because I realize very quickly that I’m still naked. I also realize that Odin is nowhere to be found. My mom won’t stop fussing with everything in the room telling me she thinks me and Odin had sex last night.

“I hope you plan to be on your best behavior this afternoon. A lot of our friends are going to be at the ceremony.”

Instead of giving my mom the comfort of knowing I’ll walk her line, I give her a mutinous frown. Let her make of it what she will. She’s basically selling her daughter to keep her own ass safe. She should be ashamed of herself, not me. I know I’m ashamed of her. Hurt. Angry that this had to happen the way it is happening.

“Come on, lazy bones. We have so much to do to be ready to walk you down the aisle.”

“Don’t you mean, drag me down it? Isn’t that what the two of you would do if I balk this afternoon?”

She finally turns her eyes on me and for the first time in my life my mom’s mask slips. Her eyes turn cold and her lips pinch into a hard pout.

“You can’t blame me and your father for this. This is all on you, young lady. If you hadn’t gone off to college, gallivanting around, pretending to be a report for goodness' sake, none of this would have happened! And now because of your childishness, we have to accept a criminal into our bloodline.”

Her words shock me stupid. This woman doesn’t care about me any more than she would care about the maids that come in to clean her house. We’re complete strangers. And for the first time since all of this started…I feel alone. I feel…like I wished Odin had stayed around this morning. Would he help me with my mom? Shield me from this threat like he promises to shield me from the bigger ones?

I square my shoulders and fling the covers back. My mother gasps as I walk by her and quickly averts her eyes. If she’s looking for a rebellious brat, she’ll have just that! I set out to make the day as difficult for her as possible, starting with the hair.

While she steps over to talk to the hairdresser about how I should have my hair fixed for my big day, I grab a pair of scissors and start cutting. By the time the two women turn around I’ve given myself a totally new look. It might be shoulder length like my mother’s but well-coiffed it is not. In fact, I stare into the mirror in front of me, it’s not even symmetrical and the natural wave that was the bane of my mother’s existence when I was a youth makes the cut even shorter and look more unmanageable.

I hold the hair out to her in one hand the scissors in the other. “Oops.”

My mother’s eyes bulge out of her head and the hairdresser comes over to fluff my hair. “Oh wow! This looks really good! I can’t believe you just did this, like right now.”

She gives me a thumbs up and I give her a genuine smile. My first of the day. Would it have been given to Odin if he had stayed? I close my eyes and push thoughts of him away as I let another woman work on my face, as my mother puts it. I don’t want to think about what it would have been like if he had stayed. Not really.

Jewelry and fingernails are done next. And then I’m being helped into a white dress that lands in a pool at my feet. I have my next uprise of rebellion surge through me when I look in the mirror and see my mother behind me. She looks pleased as punch. Makes me sick.

I hang back and wait. It feels like I’ve waited for this day for so long. What’s two more minutes? As soon as my mom leaves to take her seat up front, I tell the lady who is handling my train that I forgot my bouquet…which I did but I did it on purpose.

Once inside the room I quickly make some adjustments to the gown my mother picked for me to walk down the aisle. Once I’m done, I twirl in the mirror and reach out to grab my flowers when a knock comes at the door. It’s my father. His eyes do pretty much what moms did when she saw my hair when they land on my dress.

And he makes his displeasure evident by grabbing my upper arm and pretty much yanking me from the room. The poor woman hired to do nothing but hold my train looks at both of us with shock and horror in her eyes. Welcome to the world I live in, girl. Buckle up, it only gets rougher.

The music starts and my dad holds me in place, aiming to do exactly what I said he and my mother would do. Yank me down the aisle. I make sure to look over at my mother as she turns and lays eyes on my altered dress for the first time. She gasps. Half the right side of the seating area gasps. Guess that’s my side.

My eyes slide to the groom to see how he reacts. I can’t help it. It’s like he’s a fucking magnet pulling me in. I take in his tux and start to shift around. I’ve never seen Odin in a tux. He looks good. Nope, I can’t do this.

I shove my dad away from me, yanking my arm out of his cruel grasp, and take off running. I'm not sure if I’m running from Odin, the colossal lie we are about to tell to all these people here, the heavy weight of my enemies bearing down on me, or my fucking parents but all of a sudden I have to get the hell out of here. It was the tux if I’m just being honest. Seeing him in something so…expected shakes my faith in the fact he might be different from my father and mother.

Before I can make it to the house again, Odin is on me. His tux jacket is open now, and I can see the darker jean vest with his MC’s insignia on it. Maybe not so expected after all. Everyone on the right side gasps as he tosses me over his shoulder and uses his hand to keep my dress down so no one sees my panties. Everyone on the left giggles and chuckles. I think a few of them even yell encouragement.

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