She seemed to mull this over. “You speak for them?”
Bitch, don’t fuck with me.
Cupping my belly, I growled. “I am carrying one of them. You said no fucking rules. End the tournament, Narida … we won.”
She sighed as if I’d taken away her fun. With a snap of her fingers, purple magic shot out and I was blown back a few inches. In the tree above us, fifty points were added to the Titans’ score, and then Zeus started screaming bloody murder, still locked in a fight with Cronus, who he’d thought had the gem.Dumbass.
The necklace, unclipping with ease, fell away from his neck. The black sins that once rested in his chest now danced outside of his body, swirling in high arcs of inky smoke before sucking into the necklace.
“No!” Zeus roared and lunged for the necklace, which was floating toward Narida and the trunk.
“You lost. Your magical judgement has been issued. The sins are now owned by the Titans,” Narida called out, standing tall.
Titans and gods popped in around the border of the landscape, all eyes on Zeus. Something was … happening to him. His body vibrated with rage as crackles of lightning crawled up his arms.
Like this was the sign they’d been waiting for, every single god pulled weapons out of thin air, launching a coordinated attack on the Titans. Other gods popped into the space as well, in what was clearly a well-planned attack. It was total anarchy. I ran for the trunk at the same time as Hepatitis. Peering over my shoulder, I saw Zeus explode into a ball of lightning and launch at Cronus.
Fucking cheaters! The sins were ours. Now they were going to stage a coup and try to steal them!No way.
Baby girl kicked in my belly, which I took as a sign of agreement with me. My gaze flicked from Hepatitis to the trunk and I groaned. That asshole was going to get there first—he was too fast dammit, and I wasactually starting to waddle!The second he touched that trunk he would vanish and it would be lost forever.
“No!” I shouted, thrusting my hand out. He froze. “Good girl,” I muttered, completely freaked out that my baby could freeze people like her daddy.
Hurling my pregnant ass the last distance, I wrapped one hand around the trunk and the other around the necklace that had appeared on top of it.
“Maisey!” Cronus shouted. I turned to find his look of horror, but only for a second before the baby zapped me away to another place. My feet slammed on the ground and I opened my eyes to find myself surrounded by miles and miles of snowy land.
“Oh God.” Frigid wind bit into my skin as I grabbed my belly, my teeth chattering. Baby girl had brought Mommy to Antarctica or something, but at least I had the trunk and necklace … right?
Chapter 12
Crossing a frozen tundra, pregnant, while lugging a damn trunk of evil, was not my favorite way to travel. “Next time take Mommy to Bali. B-A-L-I,” I told baby Titan. Thankfully, there appeared to be a cabin sitting in the distance, so I laser focused my vision to it.
Did I think it was awfully convenient that there was a cabin right there where I needed it? Yep, absolutely. But if there was one thing I knew about my baby girl, it was that she loved her mommy as much as I loved her.
She wouldn't want me to die, and without shelter in this weather, I’d be dead in minutes.#RightAfterMyFeetFrozeOff
The cabin seemed to get further and further away, the box heavier as I dragged it. I couldn't feel my feet or my fingers by the time I reached the snowed-in front porch. It took me way too long to get the trunk up the couple of stairs, and when the door opened right up without issue, I could have cried.
Hurrying inside, I slammed the door shut and jumped around in an attempt to keep myself warm. Even with the exercise of walking, I felt half frozen. While I bounced, I checked out the cabin, and when I came across some nicely stacked piles of logs and kindling, I could have kissed the last people to use this place.
Piling the sticks into the metal potbelly fireplace, the thought of warmth almost orgasmic as I hurried, I looked around for matches or a lighter.
Only to find nothing of the sort anywhere.#ForTheLoveOfTitans
“Why would they go to all the trouble of leaving the wood here…” I complained to my daughter, patting her gently, “and not any means to light it.”
Flinging my hand at it, I sighed. “Useless. Guess I’d better search for a blanket so we don't freeze to death.”
Just as I got to my feet, a blast of heat left my outstretched hand, and from it a spark splashed onto the haphazardly piled wood. It caught alight immediately, much faster than any fire I'd helped light for our beach parties back home.
Uh…
It took me longer than I'd like to admit to figure out that flame came from me … from the baby. What exactly was my child capable of?
#WorryAboutItTomorrow
It had been a long day and I wasn't firing on all cylinders. But at least I was warm now. “We’re okay, baby girl.”
