Total pages in book: 162
Estimated words: 151630 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 758(@200wpm)___ 607(@250wpm)___ 505(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 151630 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 758(@200wpm)___ 607(@250wpm)___ 505(@300wpm)
Devinshea Quinn is stronger than ever. He will be tougher to kill, his magic mightier than before.
And he is immortal if he chooses to be, but I doubt he will.
The biggest change, he told me, is he can work magic with his mind. Those hands he lost are back, but he no longer needs them. Not for magic.
He does seem to get them on the queen a lot, though.
“I’m going to miss Sasha.” Rhys settles in beside me, leaning his head against mine. “He was like a father to me.” His hand slides against my hand, fingers tangling together. “Are you all right?”
In between all the wild sex the night before, my husband held me and listened to stories about my mother. He let me cry and laugh and took my tales into his own heart so I am not the only one who remembers them. He was tender and sweet and everything I needed. “I’m good, babe. It’s like I can truly mourn them for the first time.”
He brings my hand to his lips. “I’m glad, my goddess. Have I told you today how fucking magnificent you are?”
I smile. “Three times already.”
Something has opened between us, some deep and peaceful connection I can feel even when he isn’t in a room with me.
“Then I owe you at least three more,” he vows.
“Rhys, I need to talk to you about not killing the death god,” his papa says, looking cool and crisp in his Fae clothes.
I turn to my husband. “You can’t kill Arawn.”
Rhys shrugs. “I can try.”
I sigh. “He is going to be our ally, and he’s going to bring in more allies. We need all the allies we can get, and when you think about it, he’s kind of like my dad in a way.”
Rhys’s head shakes. “He is not. You are a goddess of your own making. You managed to transform from a magical tool to a magnificent woman with power we couldn’t have imagined. You did that all on your own.”
My father-in-law smiles at me. “He isn’t wrong and Shy isn’t wrong. If we find our way back, we will still have to go and visit my mother. The amulet in my sithein works. We know it does since it was recently used to blow up my club.”
“Sorry,” Zoey says with a wince.
This sends Neil and his kids into a fit of laughter. They spent the night behind a wall of wards since the lust magic was heavy. A good time was had by all, Bibi reported. And Neil did a great job making sure his kids had none of it.
“We tried several times to use the amulet last night, and it’s out of magic,” Dev admits. “I suppose this Devinshea used all the magic from it.”
“My father kind of sucked the kingdom dry,” Lee says as he strides in. There is a thin crown of gold around his dark hair. He accepted the crown late the night before, and the nobles fell in line when they realized the temple was working again.
All Fae creatures are once more welcome in the Seelie sithein. He has a long way to go, but he will get there.
The sithein is coming to life again, and I’ve already seen a spirit on the edge of the river.
She told me to mind my own damn business when I asked if she wanted to move on. Cranky spirit.
Daniel sits on the sofa opposite me, an arm draped around my mother-in-law and an indulgent look on his face as he watches Devinshea. “I think we can handle your grandmother, son. And you are going to be quite a revelation. You and your goddess are powerful enough no one is ever going to fuck with you again. You two decide when and if you perform rites for them.”
“Rhys and Shy are Earth plane gods,” Devinshea says. “I will inform my family and the Unseelie of this. They serve the Fae who did not leave. It won’t sit well, but they will accept it. I am still the high priest. Unless you’ve changed your mind, Rhys.”
My husband’s head shakes. “Nope. You can be the High Priest of the Seelie and Unseelie Fae. I’ll take the misfits. Oh, look, the pixies woke up. They had a long night.”
I giggle as they land on my skin, tickling me a bit. There is nothing so magical as being covered in pixies.
They do not fear me, and I no longer fear myself.
“Hello, little ones,” the queen is saying as they land on her as well. She winks my way. “And the Goddess Chain looks good on you.”
I reach for it. I already feel connected to it so it’s sad I have to say good-bye. “I love it, but I think Lee must give it to his goddess.”
“I’m not going to have a goddess,” Lee says, gesturing for me to keep it. “I am not a Green Man, and I think we should have our high priest be separate from the king. The Unseelie claim they have a powerful Green Man. I’m going to meet him and see if there’s any way he’ll help us out. I think it could check my power…provide a balance. We need that.”