Sevryn’s gravitated right to Creed’s side. Who, by the way, is holding onto his pie and cookies like he’s afraid someone may steal them. I swear, Riven must have traumatized him over the years.
“V’s going to starshoot all of us,” Amick says as I cross the space to him.
“Sounds good. Is everyone ready?”
“We’ve been twiddling our thumbs, waiting on your ass. How long does it take to walk from the door to the damn kitchen?” Sevryn grunts.
His entire Valtrue gives him a look that I detest. Not on his behalf, but when I receive it.
And I see the problem of why he continues to flip out.
I sneer at him and flip him my middle finger. “Fuck all the way off. Be happy I let your grumpy ass come in my front door.”
The whole house descends into silence like they can’t believe I just said that to him, but I arch my brow and hold his glare.
A small twitch crosses his lips.
Yeah, that’s what I thought.
“Are we all ready now?” I ask, and everyone nods.
“Shall we?” V asks as he glides to my shoulder.
“Yes,” we echo and, in a flash, we’re moved across Godsden.
The Akovas’ home comes into view and the sound of laughter filters through the air. I suck down a subtle breath and peek out of the corner of my eye.
Happiness sparks through my chest and warmth spreads through my body from Creed, Riven, and Kyzen.
That’s so freaking adorable.
We don’t make it five feet into their gate before the shouting and laughter get closer and louder.
“Intruders! Attack!”
I smirk as Rowden’s spunky self rounds the house with a sheet tied to his back like wings and a wooden sword stretched toward us. My mouth parts as at least eight more children follow suit.
“Damn, that’s a lot of kids,” I mumble.
“Yeah, and that’s not even all of them.” Kyzen chuckles before his power washes over me.
Before the children can get within a few feet of us, he’s slowed them down. He and Riven pluck the swords from the poor babies’ hands and then maneuver behind them.
Time catches up, and they all slow to a stop, stunned.
“Cheater,” Rowden shouts as the brave little boy charges toward them.
I shake my head as Riven and Kyzen sprint off, leading the whole army of children away. Except for one.
A small little girl marches right up to us, and my brows rise as she scowls at Creed with her hand held out like she doesn’t have a care in the realm.
He grunts at her. “What?”
“I smell tookies, Seed.”
Seed…
I poke my bottom lip out to match hers as Creed peers at me. Her cuteness definitely sent a burst of giddiness down my soul that I didn’t even attempt to hide.
