“She's with Sam and Zariel,” Fallon said. “We didn't want the girls waiting here in case—”
“In case I came out dead?” I lifted a brow.
“Or severely injured,” Odin amended.
“Do you want me to get her?” Fallon offered.
“Not just yet.” I shook my head. “There are a few things we need to talk about first. Like finding the gods who are gunning for me.”
“The Froekn are on the hunt,” Fenrir declared as he clasped his son's shoulder supportively. “Our wolves will find them and then we're all going to have a nice talk.” He bared his teeth.
Yeah; somehow I didn't think there would be a lot of words involved in that conversation. I grinned at my father-in-law. I wanted in on it.
“No way, Minn Elska,” Trevor said firmly to my look. “You have our son to think about, and he's already been put in enough danger.”
I looked up into his honey stare and saw the horror of the abortion scene still haunting him. My alpha mate had waited a long time to see his child born and the threat against Vero had shaken Trevor to the core.
I hugged him tightly. “I won't let anything happen to Vero.”
“No,wewon't,” he vowed. “Because you are staying right here until he's born.”
“Trevor,” I said gently.
“No, Minn Elska!” Trevor held me away from him so he could glare at me. “No more danger for you and our son.”
“Let's give them some privacy,” Odin said softly as he ushered everyone out.
Fenrir gave his son a pat on the back as he passed by and said to me, “You are one of the bravest women I know, little frami. And one of the smartest. I hope you will use both your strength and wisdom to protect my grandson.”
I sighed deeply as Fenrir closed the door behind him.
“Vero himself would tell me not to sit this out,” I said to Trevor.
“I'm sure he would.” Trevor grimaced. “From what you've told me, you raised him to be another you.”
“But he looked like another you,” I countered.
“And I ache to meet him,” Trevor said softly. “Please understand that, Minn Elska. Every time you put yourself in danger, I'm terrified not only of what may happen to you but also of what may happen to our son. I've seen what happens to your children when you fight.”
I clenched my teeth because he was right. Both of my pregnancies had gone badly. Not because of any kind of medical condition but because I'd been attacked. Both times. The first time, my son had to split himself in two to save us. And the next time, my daughter had to be removed from my body and left to grow in a god-incubator. I hated that I missed the experience of carrying Lesya to term, but at least she had lived. It had been a close call.
“We were here, in Pride Palace, when we were taken into the Mirror,” I calmly pointed out.
“That was a rare occurrence,” Trevor said. “And there will be no more god items allowed into this house.”
“I will try my best to keep out of danger,” I relented.
“Thank you,” he huffed in relief and pulled me into a hug. “Now, there's just one more thing for me to do before I'll be completely satisfied.”
“What's that?”
Trevor picked me up, carried me to the bed, and set me down on the mattress. He climbed onto it beside me with a wicked grin.
“Get on your hands and knees, Mate,” he growled.
I did a double take but it was still Trevor. The Wolf glinted in his eyes, but he was just along for the ride, as it were. I smiled slowly and bent forward. Trevor crawled over to me and positioned himself between my legs. He flipped my dress over my back and tore away my panties with his claws. Then he was inside me; his hands back to human and grabbing my hips roughly as he slammed home.
I groaned in pleasure as his hard flesh slid into my softness. It was just what I needed after the tortures of the Mirror. A reaffirmation of life. I pushed back into Trevor's thrusts, and he went wild. Trevor snarled and grunted above me; his hips slapping my ass with loud smacks. I had to tense my arms to keep from getting shoved down into the mattress. Finally, I gave up and bent forward; pressing my face against the bed.
