Page 128 of The Gods Return


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The four of us freeze as a pulse snaps through the room.

My power and soul wither inside of me.

No matter how hard I fight against the restraint wrapping around my skin, I can’t kill it off.

“She just suppressed our power. Touching the handle was the trigger,” Amick says.

We stare at the door.

Thayla.

Thayla

16

Gods, this day will go down in history as the most awkward in my life.

Fuck, I can’t even process this.

One second, I was mentally losing my shit over whether Obliteration was going to make enough snide comments to have the goddesses agreeing with him that Amick acted with ill-will.

The next, I’m literally standing in the Goddess of Creation’s house.

I’m so ready to go the hell back home.

“Here it is. Please forgive me if something isn’t to your liking. I obviously don’t know you personally, but I do have a way of getting a sense of people.”

“I’m sure it’s beautiful.”

She returns my smile.

I believe both our gestures are fake.

I can’t exactly get a read on her. Her words, for the most part, are spoken so sweetly. The glimmer in her citrine eyes, though, says there’s something very strange lurking around inside of her.

She motions for me to open the door, and I do so without wasting a moment. The faster she gives me this little tour, hopefully, that means the faster we can leave.

My eyebrows most certainly reach my hairline when I get my first glimpse of the grand room.

My first two steps in are slow as my eyes trace everything.

Holy shit. How in the realm did she do this so quickly?

It’s absolutely massive. It seems to be as big as all the guys’ rooms put together. I don’t even know where to focus first.

The large four-poster bed, wall of windows covered in white curtains, the sitting area, the bookshelves, the small, delicate plants decorating the space…

Wow.

Granted, it’s not my taste. There’s far too much white, cream, and gold, but besides that, everything about the room is stunning.

“You love it. I can tell. You haven’t even seen the best part, though.”

With no warning, she grips my elbow and tugs me farther into the room toward the only other door in the space.

My feet nearly trip me up as soon as we enter the bathroom.

What the fuck?