When my feet were finally on solid ground again, I bent at the waist, struggling to not wretch onto the white sparkling floors shining up at me.
“Fucking shit, I hate that,” I breathed out, placing my hands on my knees as my stomach rolled once more.
A tinkling laugh floated through the air at my crass words.
“And what foul-mouthed delight do we have here, Ama?”
My brain knew that I should probably stand up and be polite, apologize for my vulgar swearing and all that. I knew I should express my gratitude for being allowed wherever the hell here was, but if I moved one inch, I really was going to hurl.
Elwin’s hand was on my back, rubbing soothing circles as I closed my eyes and tried to focus on my breathing. I knew it was him just by the comforting, protective energy surrounding me.
“Would you believe me if I said I had another daughter and hid her away from you for twenty-one years?”
My guys chuckled at Ama’s question, and while I’d usually appreciate such a joke, all my appreciation was currently focused on my ability to keep my mouth firmly sealed shut.
The new voice answered with a scoff, sass evident in her words as she spoke, “As if you of all people could hold onto a secret that long, Ama. However, that mouth of hers is very fitting of our family, and she does look like she could resemble Finias, so spill the details.”
“Speaking of daughters,” Ama countered, deftly avoiding the demand for details on me, “where is my favorite niece?”
“She’s out with her dads for the day, but they should be home for dinner soon if you’re planning on sticking around that long.”
The worst part of the nausea began to fade, and I forced myself to stand up and take a deep breath as I opened my eyes once more.
My mouth dropped at the sight before me.
This was Divinus.
Chapter 5
LUCIEN
I let outa whistle of appreciation at the sight of the splendor around us.
“Beautiful home you have,” I complimented the woman I assumed was Zurie as she engulfed Ama with a hug.
Silver waves of hair streaked with lavender curled around her petite face, blending with her subtly glimmering fair skin. I quickly realized the glimmer was probably attributed to the half-ghost part of her. She shot a smile my way as Ama chatted her ear off, so I tuned their girl talk out and more fully inspected our new home base.
The first step was to assess any security risks and to identify the exits. Not that we knew where the hell we would go if we made it out of here, but I’d leave that little fact for future-Kylo to groan about.
When I thought of what this realm and home would look like before we arrived, the first words that came to mind were airy, bright, and ethereal. The black walls and massive golden chandeliers surrounding us were none of those things. Leaning down to look at the sparkling white floors, I realized there were tiny, shimmering flecks of gold throughout them.
This place was fancy as fuck…and completely different than what I was expecting, considering we were supposed to be in the realm of the gods and goddess.
I suppose the white pieces of furniture scattered throughout the expansive living room were airy, but that was about it. It felt like this home was as modern as something we might have seen in Ordinarius.
“Thank you for your compliment, I spent a long time turning it into something that felt like a blend of our two homes, seeing as the style here is drastically different in Hell.”
The response brought me back to my full height and directly in front of our host. Her hand was extended toward me in a handshake, and I couldn’t help the curl of my lip at the thought of touching another woman’s skin that wasn’tmyangel’s.
While we were in Divinus and real angels existed here, my mate was more pure and full of light and beauty than any being in this realm. To lower myself to touch anything less than would leave me feeling dirty and in need of penance. Just the thought left my skin prickling with the feeling of a million needles beneath the surface. Even when requested by Ama to touch her to travel here, I’d ensured to touch a piece of her shirt and not her skin.
My angel appeared between us with an overly forced and tight smile on her beautiful face, seemingly through the worst of her nausea from traveling.
"I’m sorry about his reaction,” she murmured to Zurie before glancing back at me with an incredulous look. Wide eyes and a tight mouth easily showed me her annoyance.
My brow furrowed at her annoyance. Did she wish for me to shake Zurie’s hand? It wasn’t going to happen.
A growl passed through me as the new woman took my mate into her arms for a hug as they exchanged pleasantries.
