Page 9 of Wrath of God


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“I love you too, baby.”

“Bye-bye!” Sebastian screeched and shot into the air.

“Bas!” Dominic launched himself after his twin.

Azrael sighed and put an arm around me. “They'll be the death of us someday.”

“You are Death.”

“Retired.” He snorted. “And you know what I mean.”

“Yes, those boys are going to be trouble. They already are.”

“Vervain?” Thor's deep voice came from behind me.

I looked over my shoulder to see the Thunder God standing beside his father, Odin. “Hey.”

Azrael got up and helped me to my feet. Then we went to greet Thor.

“Thanks for coming so quickly.” I gave him a hug.

“Are you kidding? I'm thrilled that Brevyn wants to spend time with me and his sister. I traced here as soon as I could.”

“How are Rae and Ari?”

“They're both doing well. Raedra is finally getting comfortable in Bilskinir, and we've settled into a nice routine.”

“Well, with the size of your home, even if you hated each other, you could make it work.”

“True, but we're doing well. Astie is . . .” He grinned. “She's everything.”

I patted his thick bicep. “Let me just call Brevyn.”

“If he's playing with the other kids, I can wait.” His gaze went to the mini-castle.

“No, I think he's excited to see you. I'll—”

“Hello, Uncle Thor.” Brevyn was suddenly beside us. “Mom told me who I am. You know, to you.”

Thor blinked. “Oh. Yes. I'm glad she did. How do you feel about it?”

“Good. I have more family now and that has to be a good thing. But Dad says you're not my father anymore. He's my father.”

“Yes, that's true. But I wasn't your birth father before either. Blood didn't make you my son, love did.”

“So it can be the same now?”

Thor grinned. “Not the same, but similar. I'd like to take you to Ull's home and tell you about him. About you. His things are yours now.” He looked over at me. “If that's all right with your mother.”

“Of course. Brev knows about the house and we've given him his old spellbook.”

“I'm the God of Archery!” Brevyn declared.

Thor laughed, a booming sound. “You were, but you were also more than that.”

“Did I have a bow?”

“You did. It belonged to your birth father. Yourlastbirth father, that is.” Thor glanced nervously at me.