“Storm, what the fuck was that for?”
“I want you to come with me to Hell.” She tilted her head.
“Why?”
She grinned. “That is my secret.” Her eyes were gleaming. Gods, she really was a fucking lunatic right now. But she was captivating when she was like this. I closed my eyes as I tried to find anything about my unhinged wife that was not attractive. When I opened my eyes, she bit her lip as her gaze traveled over my face.
“You are so handsome.”
“Let me guess, you are going to kiss me again because you have another weapon?”
“No, I just like kissing my husband,” she whispered.
My face gave away my emotions. “You remember me?”
“Do you really think I would forget you?”
I swallowed hard. She reached forward, the knife in my hand cutting into the skin on her neck slightly as she kissed me fleetingly.
“I wanted you out here when I confronted your father, and he is hiding from me. So, I thought if I stabbed you, he would come running—or rather, falling.” Her gaze landed on me. “I made sure to stab you where it wouldn’t hit any major organs.”
How damn gracious of her. It still fucking hurt.
“Wh—”
“And I know Thea will heal you.”
Della stepped away from me. What the fuck was she talking about? The door to the house suddenly popped open, andimmediately Thea healed my wound. Della winked at me and then backed away from us. She lifted her hands to the sides and summoned lightning, laughing as it crackled and struck the ground over and over again. Della smiled at me before opening her mouth and confusing the fuck out of me.
“Malamay!” she yelled.
I instantly stiffened.
“Malamay!” she yelled so violently that the ground shook. Lightning lit up the sky as Della’s eyes became pure white, but her wrath was still pulsing from her. After a moment, the dark sky above us lit up as stars came barreling out of the heavens, falling like blazing comets crashing to the ground. I knew that if they didn’t slow down before they hit the earth, the impact would probably kill even us gods.
Della’s smile was that of a woman who had just won a war. Three golden streams of light streaked down and faded as they settled on the ground in between us. When their light faded, three cloaked figures stood in front of us; the cloaks were the same color as the stars, shimmering like the night sky. What the fuck was happening?
“Ardella, you have become quite eccentric with your tactics to summon us here.” His voice was deep and familiar.
“You’ve been ignoring me.” Her hands dropped to her sides. “How many men did I slaughter in Akecia to try and get you down here?”
The man in the middle sighed heavily as he rubbed his face, which was hidden by the hood of the cloak.
“333.” The man’s shoulders shook slightly, like he thought it was funny. “Did you think using a holy number would make us come?”
Della smiled and shrugged her shoulders. “A little.” She looked at the one in the middle and smiled. “I’m starting to think I am not your favorite goddess anymore. Is it because I fell fromthe grace of the stars?” She stepped toward him angrily, and he didn’t move. “You lied to me, Malamay.”
I froze at the name. “Father?”
He turned towards us and lowered his hood.
“Son.”
Chapter 20
Della
My gaze drifted to Haden, and I smiled at the look of absolute terror. His dead father was standing in front of him, and he did not utter a word. Malamay’s shoulders slumped when he saw Haden. I hoped he felt like the piece of shit he was. The void that had been pumping through me finally released its hold, and every overwhelming emotion slammed into me.
