“Froekn mate for life,” Re explained. “If you were to die now, Trevor would follow you into death.”
“What?” I whispered in horror.
“But it will be a moot point once you drink the drops,” Re twisted open the bottle and lifted out a glass pipette. “Open your mouth.”
“If I had a dollar for every time—”
“Yes, Vervain,” Re huffed. “I get it. Now, open.”
I opened my mouth and Re held the glass dropper out. Two golden drops fell into my mouth and a glorious taste tingled over my tongue; like sunshine and soda. I smiled in delight as power rushed down into my body and up into my head. I fell back into Trevor's arms with the head-rush it gave me and then opened my eyes to stare up at him in wonder.
“This is amazing,” I whispered.
“Just relax and let it work,” Re said as he put the bottle aside. “You should be feeling refreshed and stronger.”
“Look at her hair,” Trevor whispered.
I glanced down and saw my hair moving. It was a slight motion; brought about by the strands growing and repairing themselves. The dark brown gleamed with health and began to settle into perfect, soft, thick curls. And that wasn't the only thing moving. I could feel my body tightening; bones hardening, flesh healing and thickening, and blood rushing faster through my strong heart. And yes; all the aches that wild sex had brought were gone.
“My mark is gone,” Trevor said sadly. “But then so is that other bite.”
“You'll just have to mark me again,” I teased him.
Trevor grinned lopsidedly. “I think I can manage that.”
“Your skin looks lovely, indeed,” Re murmured to me as he stroked my cheek. “Glowing like the Moon.”
I looked up at him, and Re blinked in revelation.
“The Moon,” Re said. “There's a Moon god named; Lah. How odd that I call you La-la.”
“Maybe you made the same comment about my skin once before,” I suggested.
“That's probably it,” Re agreed. “My sweet Moon.”
“I'm not that pale, though.” I held my arm up and turned my hand around. “Damn; even my fingernails look good. That's some powerful stuff you have there.”
“Condensed magic,” Re said with a nod. “Two drops have lasted me centuries. We shouldn't need to refresh you for awhile.”
“Speaking of refreshed,” I said, “I feel fantastic.”
“Ready for another round?” Re started to lean in.
“Not yet.” I held up my hand. “I promised Blue that I'd visit him before we went back to the Underworld.”
“Right; the Vampire God,” Trevor murmured.
“What's wrong?” I asked.
“I feel good about Re,” Trevor said.
“Well, you should.” Re smirked.
“No; I mean about sharing Vervain with you,” Trevor said. “But Blue... he feels wrong to me.”
Told you.
Shut up, Al!
