Page 52 of Wrath of the Gods


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Energy tingled in my palms, growing, surging even, but it didn’t feel out of control. For maybe the first time since my power was released, I felt like I was in complete control of it, and I probably should stop to examine why that was, but right now, I had a goddess to kill.

As the shadow got within fifty feet of me, his face was clear, and I relaxed ever so slightly.

It was Connor.

He noticed me then and stopped swimming, like he’d not actually been looking for me and was surprised that I was here.

He moved closer.

And closer.

Until we were only a few feet apart.

I didn’t relax my energy, because Connor was not to be trusted. He’d orchestrated so much of the bullshit in my life, and frankly I was pissed at him. If he died, I would not lose any sleep.

“Hey, asshole,” I said, forgetting I was under the water.

What the fuck?The energy fell away from my hands, drifting harmlessly in the sea, because I was too shocked to hold it any longer. I’d just talked, and the words could be heard. Under the freaking water.

Connor blinked at me too, and then with a tilt of his head, he opened his mouth.

“Did you just talk…?” He trailed off before shaking his head. “Did I just talk?”

Like the gods.

We’d just spoken underwater like the gods had.

“What did they do to us?” I asked him, my voice hard and biting. When he moved closer, I moved further away. Not because I was afraid of him—nope, I was afraid of me and what I might do if he was within strangling distance.

Connor didn’t answer, so I tried another question.

“Who was the male god? Was it Sonaris?”

I was almost certain it wasn’t, because the male’s energy was nothing like the ocean. It was strong and ancient and dark.

“Draconis,” Connor said simply. “My father.” He paused, and if we’d been above water, I would have guessed he was clearing his throat. “And yours.”

Hopefully my face didn’t react. I was freaking out inside, but I did my best to not show that to him. I hated to think he’d see how that affected me.

“Is Lotus your mother?”

He nodded. “Yes. Yours too. We’re both born of those two gods.”

What the fuck?I hadn’t wanted to believe it could be true.

“How do you know for sure? Before you betrayed me again,”you bastard,“you seemed to think we were born of the royal Atlanteans.”

Connor shrugged. “Lotus told me before she sent her power through my body.”

She had. Maybe she also told him…

“Asher’s parents?”

Please don’t say Lotus and Draconis too.

Connor shook his head. “You and Asher are not related, trust me. From what I’ve learned, the three god children were supposed to all be related, but the mother of all interfered. Asher is the reason everything went to shit.”

I moved a little closer to him. “Tell me everything you know, and tell me right the hell now before I rip your fucking head off.”