“Your last names tie you to all Cerberuses.” Darius rolled his eyes.
“All right, enough banter,” Braxen said and headed for the kitchen, pulling me with him. He grabbed the gun as he went. “We were eating lunch. Join us.”
The men followed us back to the kitchen, and Merrick pulled out the leftover chicken salad to make them sandwiches. Braxen veered off to put the gun away while I went to the freezer to fetch fries. I put the rest of the bag into the air fryer.
“Eleven minutes,” Merrick said to me.
“She doesn't know how to cook some fries in an air fryer?” Dominic asked.
“I can cook basic things, but I've never used an air fryer,” I said.
“You've never used an air fryer?” Darius asked. “Even I know about those.”
“I don't cook a lot.”
Then Declan narrowed his eyes at me. “You're one of us. Immortal. I can't believe I didn't sense it right away.”
“I did,” Rune said smugly.
“What are you?” Dominic asked.
“Rude,” Merrick said.
“She's rude?”
“No, you are.”
“How was that rude?” Dominic looked confused.
“It wasn't,” I said. “I was human. Then a god gave me immortality.”
“Which one?”
“None of your business,” Rune said crisply.
“Since we belong to Hades, it is my business,” Dominic said. “And Hades's as well. Who are you binding yourselves to?”
“Hermes,” I said before the fight could escalate.
“Hermes?” Dominic asked, his brows lifted. He looked at his packmates.
They chuckled.
“What's funny about Hermes?” I asked.
“No, nothing,” Dominic said. “We were worried it would be someone like Zeus or Poseidon. But Hermes is all right. We've met him. He's a fun guy.”
My men growled.
“Whoa,” Declan said. “What's that about?”
“I'm still sort of involved with him,” I said.
“Sort of involved?” Dominic asked.
“We have an open relationship.”
“Oh, shit.” Darius whistled. “You'd better settle things with Hermes before you seal the mating deal.”
