Ahmnsep breathed out slowly, the moisture of his breath creating clouds of steam. “It has happened…”
“Finally.” I couldn’t stop the smirk that raised my lips.
The amulets hadfinallydone their jobs, the gems gifted from the planet powerful beyond measure—but not giving a shite about timeframes. Ota’ano never did care about time as much as its residents did.
It was finally, finallytime.
I pulled my long, silver hair up into a high ponytail and stepped through the gate. I wore a cruel and devious grin. At long last,Ihad work to do.
And it would be final.
Chapter Two
GWYNNORE
S’Kir
Island of the Unseen Gods
“Is naked playtimedone, or do you want to finish fucking?” I holstered my guns and narrowed my eyes at the four unknowns. “Or would someone like to tell mewhat the hellis going on?”
King Belshazzar—finally—released his twin and patted the air in my direction. “Calm down, Gwen.”
“Hmm. Maybe she has a little fire inside her and isn’t completely useless.” Dorian tilted his head, his piercing blue eyes studying my person. “She…kind of looks like you, Bel. It’s a little disconcerting. Is anyone else seeing this?”
“Shut up, Niallan-look-alike.” I whipped a finger back and forth between my lover and his twin, homing my gaze on the only person I knew here. “You are a vampire. He is a druid. This does not make any sense whatsoever.” My lover wasdifferent,but he wasn’t that different… Was he?
The quiet woman nodded, dumbfounded.
The two naked men holding swords stayed mute, cocky even in their birthday suits. Now,theywere twins. That much was obvious. Damn near identical. A druid and a druid. That was the way of life. Not what was standing before me, proclaiming to be normal—and it very much wasnot.
A vampire and a druid could not be twins.
Belshazzar still held his hands up at my crazed, scary expression. He stated softly, “You know I ammore, Gwen.”
I blinked. I stupidly lifted two pointed fingers, quickly raising them to the top of my head, showing horns, and then dropped my hands just as swiftly. I mumbled hesitantly, “This is because of that?”
Dorian’s blond eyebrows snapped together, a quietness overtaking him as he scrutinized our interaction.
“Yes.” Bel’s lips tipped up at the edges in a gentle smile. “Trust me. It is the way of things for Dorian and me.”
I grunted and narrowed my eyes, then rested my hands on the holsters of my guns and tapped my fingers slowly. Finally, I grumbled honestly, “I’m a little off-balance with this added information. A warning would have been appreciated.”
Bel shook his head, saying in exasperation, “I didn’t expect to see him so soon. Otherwise, I would have warned you. Does that make this better for you?”
“Maybe.” I turned my attention to his bare-assed twin and ran my gaze up and down his frame. It truly was uncanny how much he looked like his son. I snorted. “I bet you didn’t plan to seesomuch of him, either.”
Dorian smirked, his blue gaze still watchful. “You could avert your eyes if you don’t like the view.”
“Believe me. I’ve seen it before. I’d rather not see it again.” I gagged in my throat, my face scrunching up in revulsion. “Put some damned clothes on.Please.”
“I agree with this female,” the quiet woman grumbled. Her hazel eyes scanned the naked men around her, fierce ownership in her regard. “Everyoneneeds to get dressed. Now.”
Apparently, she thought they were hers.
I almost applauded her when they went to do as ordered, each man slapping her naked ass as they walked by. She narrowed her eyes, promisingsomething. I guess they were hers—way to go, brave lady. I could barely handle the one man I had, much less three of them. To hell with that. I didn’t need all that male drama in my life.
Bel watched it all with a hardened intensity, and then walked right up to me, engulfing me in his arms. His clean mint scent tantalized my senses, a steadfast security in this odd realm. He softly kissed the top of my head, whispering, “He is not Niallan. You have nothing to fear with him.”
