Fuck, I hope he’s right.
“I’m very proud and happy for each of you,” Derivius says with a small, tender smile. The look settles on me and I force myself to hold it. “Thayla, may I have a word?”
“Uh…” I glance at each of the guys, but of course they can’t bail me out. They have no idea what’s going on. “I actually have something I need to take care of first. Itneedsto be taken care of before we talk.”
Disappointment flares in his eyes.
“Right. Of course. You’ve been quite busy the last two days. We’ll catch up soon.”
With a nod, he starshoots out, and I sigh.
“What was that about?” Riven asks, and I bow my head.
“Let’s go inside.”
Their stares sear into my spine and I shake my hands out as I pass through the threshold of our front door. My steps slow as I hear the rustling of feet pacing around in the kitchen, and I reach behind me to grab Creed’s sword.
“V, who’s in the house?”
“It’s just Yemi.”
I relax and pick up my pace as soon as the guys pile in behind me. My eyes widen as I watch her stalk back and forth, mutter to herself about killing someone.
“Did you kill someone or are we planning a murder?”
She shrieks as she twirls around. Her hand flies to her heart while she catches her breath.
“Fuck, you scared me. Thank the Valories you’re back. We got an issue.”
I pinch the bridge of my nose.
“No, we don’t,” I argue.
“Yes, we do,” she says.
“Spit it out, bestie. Thayla’s already acting weird as fuck, so just go on and get it out there,” Riven says, and I tell Yemi to keep her mouth shut with my stare.
“Iric, well, he…”
Panic plunges through my blood and I practically run to her.
“Is he okay? He didn’t get stuck at the Goddess of Creation’s, right? No, V said you were all starshooting out. What—”
“Everything’s fine. He’s fine. Well, he isn’t going to be when I get through with him.” She lets out a long breath and runs her hand through her hair. “He snuck off while we were gathering the Attendants and stole this.”
She waves her hand through the air, and I stumble back as her barrier comes down.
Sitting there in all its glory on our dining room table is a Gods Binding.
“He stole the Goddess of Creation’s Binding?” I whisper.
“Yep,” she says, both nodding and shaking her head at the same time.
“Fantastic news, isn’t it?”
I crane my neck around toward V. “Seriously?”
“I didn’t know what to do. He just fucking handed it to me and was like here you go. Give this to Thayla, please, like it’scompletely freaking normal. I swear to the gods, nothing is ever normal in our lives. Will it ever be? What the actual fuck?”
