Triton shakes his head.“You’re missing the point here, Prez.Similarities yet the path of life is different.Evolution at its finest.Now, you two have had the odds against you since other siblings were in line way before you two.Which leads me to a fragment of a legend only mentioned once.Omnipotentes dei Neptuni.”
The fucker falls silent and my patience is running thin.
“Well?Do go on because I’m still pissed as fuck and don’t hear anything that has made me change my mind about ripping your damn head off,” I snap.
“Twins conceived from direct descendants.All-powerful Gods of the sea, ocean, fresh water, horses...all of it, and then some...if they lived.”
“What do you mean, if they lived?”Fosca flicks her hand to release the hold on the water.
It quickly dissolves into thin air, exactly the way we extract the water from our surroundings when we need it.
“Like I said, a fragment of a legend because there was nothing more I could find about it.Meaning...”
My fingers curl into fists when I cut him off by finishing the sentence myself, “They were never born.”
“No,” Fosca gasps, places a protective hand over her belly and steps back.
Sneaking my arm around her, I pull her against my body.The urge to protect her roars loudly inside my bones.Fosca places her cheek against my bare pecs and grips my denim vest.
I cup the back of her neck and hold her close when I ask, “What were you about to do when you reached for her temple?”
“Mentally chant a protection spell to put a shield in her bloodstream.I hoped it would block out the existence of the twins to the outside world, and it might protect the twins from harm.Though, it probably won’t last long with those boys growing fast and strong.She’ll be sporting a belly in two months, making the pregnancy a dead giveaway.”
Shit.When the fucker puts it this way it does sound like a sane option.
Fosca pushes away from me and spins to face Triton.“What the hell do you mean with sporting a belly in two freaking months?That’s impossible.”
“Gotta let go of the human standards, doll.”Triton grins.“You’re carrying Gods.They tend to develop differently than humans or supernatural beings, for that matter.”
“Holy shit,” Fosca mutters.
“Nothing holy about them,” Karev states.“All-powerful?Yeah.It’s why I supported Triton’s suggestion to bind their powers for now.Even if it only buys us the time where no one can tell you’re pregnant yet.Because I’m not liking the mere minimum mention of the legends.All-powerful doesn’t sound very appealing, nor is the potential offspring of that asshole right there...’cause they’re gonna be pain in the ass fuckers.Not just one.Fuckin’ twins, twice the bullheaded bastards running around here.”
“Hey,” I snap.“Those are my kids you’re talking about.”
Fosca’s fingers wrap around my wrist and I glance down to let our gaze collide.
She gives me a sad smile.“It’s why he mentioned it.They both made the decision to give our children a chance to be born.”
Or take them out before those powerful Gods have a chance to be thrown into this world,my mind offers.Though, when I look at both Karev and Triton?I know they wouldn’t kill off unborn children before they even had a chance to live.
I swallow hard and nod.“Thank you.”
“Just one more thing, before you touch my temple and do whatever you had in mind.”Fosca wrings her hands.“You won’t take away their powers?It’s like you mentioned, some kind of shield through my bloodstream?It wouldn’t hurt them at all?”
Triton shakes his head.“It won’t hurt them, it would just hide their powers.Contain them inside your body.You would still be able to use your own powers.”
“And the memory?The reason why you wanted to touch my temple?Would it still be possible to match a memory with the handprint to see if the genie is Asra’s daughter?Or was that part a lie so you could put the shield in place for the twins?”Fosca asks.
Triton shakes his head.“It wasn’t a lie.I was going to do both at the same time.”
Fosca nods and steps forward.“Then let’s do both.”
