My nostrils twitch. “Came to get Mara’s opinion on my attire. She doesn’t approve, so I’m going to change.”
I turn around, but before I can take a step, he grips my arm. I stare at where his meaty fingers flinch around the bracelet on my bicep.
Not my Chaos, you gargantuan fuck.
He should probably be happy about that right now.
“Gladian. Let me go.”
My warning rings loud and clear.
He retracts his hand but falls in step with me as soon as I march forward. I clench my fists as Mara moves to my other side.
“You’re supposed to be at Amick’s trial right now. Where’s your Valtrue?”
“None of your fucking business.”
“It is if the first place you came after the trial was my Court.”
“It isn’t your Court, dickhead. I’ve already told you that. Also, I didn’t come here. I got dropped from the sky here. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have shit to do.”
I don’t wait around for his ass to respond. I slide Derivius’sgiftoff my arm and my starshoot carries me straight to my bedroom.
“V!” I holler as I sling my closet door open.
Silence surrounds me, making my chest cave in, and my fingers curl tighter around the bracelet. A bellow rips from my throat as I throw it as hard as I can against the wall.
My Chaos erupts from my stomach.
Pure, unfiltered destruction tears through my closet in a matter of seconds as I let the fucking fury and worry bleed out of me.
The only thing left standing untouched as the agony falling from my lips dies off is me.
I’m not really untouched, though.
I’m burning up inside.
I never should’ve walked into that room with that bitch.
Yes, she gave off some crazy energy the entire time, but it never truly felt threatening. If I’m completely honest, her off-the-wall remarks and laughter reminded me of how Riven acts when he goes full Chaos.
The guys’ comment about her never being physically abusive and fighting was beneath her, I guess gave me a false sense of…not exactly safety, but confidence that if she or the Dark Gods tried some shit, we’d be okay. We’d really only have to worry about them, not her.
That wasn’t me attempting to undermine a Beginning God, but in reality, us five against one felt like good odds.
I didn’t see her pulling some shit like this, though.
I drag in a deep breath and turn from the mess of my closet as the self-cleaning gets to work. The sight of my empty bedroom has a sharp lump forming in my throat.
“V, I don’t know where you are, but I need you to come to my bedroom.”
No more than a second later, a hoot and a flash of light fill the space as he lands on my bed.
“Thayla, what’s wrong? What’s happened?”
“The Goddess of Creation happened.”
I give him a very condensed version of Amick’s trial, and the condition Creation set in terms of her approval for them enacting their right under the Law of Doppia Disaccord.
