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My gaze snagged on a familiar figure who’d been observing us from a safe distance. My stomach curdled.
“Gun?” When did he get here?
He raised a hand in greeting as he approached us.
“I’ll give you two a little space,” West said, and withdrew.
“Was there a beacon in the sky to converge at Bone Lake?” I asked.
“I was with Josie at the club when Kane called. He thought you all might need backup.” The mage regarded the carnage. “Looks like he was mistaken.”
“Where’s Josie?”
“Someone had to stay behind. Dantalion is still out of town, and it’s karaoke night. You know how those sirens can be.” He clasped his hands in front of him. “So, how was the gala? I see you ditched the dress. I hope it’s somewhere safe.”
“It is. Where’s Kane?”
“Haven’t seen His Royal Hellness yet. I got too caught up in the show.” He inclined his head toward the lake. “And here I thought violent chaos was my natural habitat.”
Right. Gun had seen more than I realized.
“I owe you an explanation.”
His hands cupped his hips. “Damn right you do. I’m fairly certain I watched you command a legion of ghosts to attack a pack of wolves.”
“How did you know they were ghosts?”
He gave me a deadpan look. “This isn’t my first kulshedra rodeo.” He paused. “Okay, actually it is, but I know a ghost when I see one—or don’t.” He grimaced. “You know what I mean.”
“Technically, there weren’t enough of them to qualify as a legion.”
Gun released an exasperated breath. “You’re too smart to play dumb, Lorelei. Please stop. It’s insulting to both of us.”
“I understand that you’re angry, but I can’t do this right now, Gun. I’m exhausted.” Even a goddess needed time to recharge her otherworldly batteries.
“I thought you were just a ghost whisperer. What else don’t I know about you?”
“Hold that thought for now. Come over tomorrow and we’ll talk, I promise. Bring Camryn.”
Gun couldn’t let it go. “Can you at least tell me what you are?”
I closed my eyes, on the verge of a record-breaking migraine. “Please, Gun. I said tomorrow.”
His voice dropped to a whisper. “Just tell me what you are. I deserve that much. I bought you a coat rack.”
I looked at him. “I’m a goddess.”
“I don’t understand. You’re an avatar, like from the elixir?”
I shook my head. “Not an avatar. Natural-born. My original name was Melinoe.”
I was an anomaly. An accident. A cruel joke by the universe.
Gunther stared at me for a long moment, as though viewing me through fresh eyes.
“I thought we were friends,” he said in a low voice.
His words were like a punch in the gut. “We are.”
