Calva’s eyes were wide as she processed what I told her about Elowyn and my star. Calva had only been the Goddess of Knowledge for a short time. After Della killed Avesh, she was sent by the heavens to fill his place.
Vexlyn’s gaze stared into me. As the Goddess of Love, I wondered if she could see what I was desperately trying to suppress.
“You’re in love with her.” She accused.
Well that answered that question.
“No.” My response was too fast and she smiled at it.
“Then why do you care if your star reacted to her?” Her smile widened.
“Because, my star should only react to its owner… my mate.”
Calva watched me for a long moment, her yellowish eyes dragging over me like she could see something. I straightened as if I could hide my secrets from them.
“Maybe she is your mate,” she finally spoke.
I shook my head. “She can’t be. As old gods we see our bonds immediately when we are close to our mates. I haven’t seen one.” But I feel one. That is what was fucking me up inside. I could feel myself being drawn to her.
“Well, you said she’s cursed, so maybe the witch was strong enough to block it, even for an old god.” Vexlyn suggested.
“No.” I sighed. “No witch would be able to block the mating bond of an old god.”
“Well then the answer is simple.” Calva frowned. “She is not your mate. You just want her to be.”
My eyes flashed red before I could stop it and both of them shrank back at the sight. I shut my eyes tightly and willed the heavens to stop playing games with me.
“Maybe you should go see Evelyn and Admar Calavask in Valynth? She is the Goddess of Love and bonds, she can actually see bonds. I can't.” Vexlyn suggested.
“Evelyn and Admar are still under a hex. I can’t go to them and ask.”
My gaze shifted when Evelyn appeared in the corner of the room, her mouth sewn shut so she couldn’t speak until her hex was broken by her children. Her head tilted as she stepped toward me.Her purple eyes burned with curiosity.
“What are you staring at?” Calva asked.
“Evelyn is here.” I told them.
“But…” Calva glanced over her shoulder. “You said she’s in a hex?”
“She is, but I convinced Ezra, the God of Souls, to help her so she can break it. He agreed. His magic fuels her body for short periods of time so her soul can wander and help break her hex.”
“For fuck’s sake.” Vexlyn looked at me. “Ask her.”
“I can’t. Her mouth is sewn shut.”
“Shit.” Calva sighed.
Evelyn’s eyes gleamed at me. She had always been such a good friend, and I hated seeing her like this. She stepped forward when her eyes landed on Calva’s Book of Knowledge. Evelyn pointed to it and a soft breeze filled the space, flipping pages, and we all held our breath to see what she was trying to show me.
The pages flipped quickly before stopping immediately.I glanced at the words sprawled on the page.
The heavens reward the gods with that which their souls ache for.
And they punish them with the same.
The heavens do not forgive unfinished duty.
They remember.
