“You and Dad were a little busy,” Ull said. “We didn't want to interrupt you like Grandpa did.”
Ull laughed as I blushed.
“Odin told you about walking in on us?” Thor asked in surprise.
“He didn't have to,” Ull said gleefully. “His horrified expression when he returned to the library said it all.”
“Great.” I sighed.
“It's not a secret that you have sex, Mom,” Ull said gently. “It was just funny to see Grandpa so embarrassed.”
“It is kind of funny now,” Thor admitted. “Although, at the time, I wanted to punch my father in the face.”
“We all get those urges,” Ull said sweetly.
“Watch it,” Thor warned him.
“Ull, how did it go with Emma and Fenrir?” I got us back on subject.
“Oh!” Ull looked at Kirill. “That was something, wasn't it?”
“Da,” Kirill agreed. “Very romantic and strange.”
“Go on,” I said with a grin.
“Fenrir was romantic?” Thor asked in shock.
“You're not going to believe this, Dad,” Ull said. “But in walks Trevor and Fenrir; both of them looking as fierce as usual. Then Emma stands up and whispers Fenrir's name as if they're long-lost lovers or something, and the Wolf just melted. Fenrir strode over to her in two steps, swept her up like some Romeo, and just started kissing her right there. We were all shocked; especially Trevor.”
“And then they left?” I tried to push away the ache of disappointment that came with knowing that I'd missed meeting Trevor.
“Yep,” Ull confirmed. “And Fenrir took Emma with him. He told me to say thank you to you for finding and freeing his mate.”
“His mate?” Thor gaped. “Have they met before?”
“Never.” Ull grinned. “Wild, right? The Great Wolf tamed by a human in two seconds flat. I'm glad I was there to see it; it was historic.”
That's one word for it,Alaric said in a smug tone.
“I would have liked to have seen it too,” Thor agreed. “But I'm happier to have spent the time as I did.”
“Me too,” I lied.
You're getting good at that.
Alaric, tell me about Re.
You're so tenacious.Al sighed.Try remembering for yourself instead of badgering me.
But you do mean the Egyptian?
Is there another Re?
I brought up my one memory of Re; at a party Horus had hosted in his territory. Re was amazingly handsome; too handsome, in my opinion. His skin was dark but there was a golden sheen over it that made it appear fair. He had the kind of face that made women faint and the kind of body that made them shiver. Re was like a statue someone had carved to show humanity what the perfect man should look like; in gold. Even his eyes were a gleaming gold; outlined by thick, ebony lashes. He was the embodiment of sex; every move he made seemed sensual. And I couldn't imagine ever being with him... or him ever wanting to be with me.
Until I saw it.
The memories rose inside me like the sun. I saw Re's golden eyes turn into molten metal as he stared down at me with love and desire. I felt his hands on my skin and his mouth on mine. I shivered as the memory of ecstasy filled me and tightened things low inside me. Re fulfilled every promise that his body made; he was a magnificent and extremely creative lover. But where love was concerned—that of the heart, not just the body—Re was less experienced, and his stumbling—sometimes spectacular and sometimes horrendous—efforts endeared him to me more than his pretty face ever could.
