“Hmm,” Loch mumbled.
“Don’t fall asleep on me. This table is not comfortable. And I think I ruined one of my books.”
Henry looked at his hand, really not caring at the moment, but knowing he’d curse himself later if he’d actually damaged the book. His breath caught. His hand laid on top of the mark of the goddess, the page opened from earlier. He’d stared at it over and over again.
But now, his hand laid just the right way and he was finally able to see what he’d not seen before.
“Loch,” Henry said.
His mate realized something was wrong and raised up. His cock slipped from Henry’s body, and Henry had to close his eyes for a moment as another wave of sensation flowed through him. His knees wobbled, and his heart skipped a beat.
“Look,” Henry said.
His thumb rested on one of the black lines representing the sisters. His middle finger did as well. So did his pinkie. Nothing too crazy. Except for his other two fingers. They rested on the spaces in between. His pointer and ring fingers. Right there. All five equally represented in the glyph. They just hadn’t seen it before. They didn’t consider the blank spaces significant. But they were.
Henry laughed and moved his hand, spinning around in Loch’s arms and kissing him soundly. “Come on. We’ve gotta go talk to Sawyer.”
The feather had stuck to his belly and Henry didn’t even care. He grabbed it, waving it in the air like an idiot as he ran for the bedroom. “I’ve got it!”
Sawyer
“Igot it!”
Sawyer jerked in Draco’s hold as Henry flung open the bedroom door and ran to the bed. He dive-bombed them, somehow managing to land across Sawyer’s legs without causing anyone permanent damage. It was a close call. Draco had his dick shielded, still worried about where Henry’s knee would go next.
“What?” Sawyer couldn’t help but smile at Henry’s excitement even as Henry managed to settle across his belly and put his ass in a perfect spot for Sawyer to—
“I totally got it.”
“So tell us,” Draco said.
Henry drew a circle with one of Loch’s feathers on Sawyer’s chest. “The mother goddess. Right? The circle at the top.”
“Yeah.” Sawyer shivered, the feather tickling and sending a spark of pleasure down his spine.
“The sisters.” He drew three lines down.
“Yeah.”
“And the brothers,” Henry said. He drew his hand down twice more, this time in between the others. “It might have looked like there was nothing there, but we both know that in this world,nothingis usuallysomething.”
It took Sawyer a second, and then he gasped. “You totally got it.”
There were five all along, they just hadn’t seen it. The black lines in the symbol so present and obvious. But there were spaces in between. Two of them. The five children of the goddess were all accounted for after all.
“And that’s not all.”
“You’re on a roll.”
“I am. Wait. How are you feeling?”
“I’m fine. I feel good.”
“Did you, like, get your memories back or whatever? Do you know all of this now and I’m babbling like an idiot?”
“No. I don’t know. Tell me.”
Henry grinned and leaned down, kissing Sawyer quickly. It was only then that he realized Henry was stark naked.
