Page 20 of Deep Love

Chapter Eight

Mason

It only took one guessto determine who this glowing female with golden wings and shining blond hair walking toward us was. A heat like that of the sun warmed my face as she drew closer.

“Solari,” Lunai said, her face like stone. “I have not seen you in an age.”

“Some of us have far more responsibilities than others.” Solari stopped beside the Moon Goddess.

I never expected Lunai to roll her eyes, but it happened. “And now I remember why I enjoyed not seeing you in an age. We are each in charge of important matters.”

Solari didn’t reply because her gaze was on Delphi, causing a sudden tightness in my chest.

“It seems I owe you an apology, Delphi Adamo.” Solari’s glow faded a bit as she took on a more solid form. She pulled her golden wings in and smoothed the front of the silky white suit she wore. “You maintained that you did not re-route those souls from the trainwreck and I have been made aware of evidence supporting that claim.”

“You mean you fucked up?” Delphi asked, making me gasp along with Sylvie.

Lunai, however, laughed. A deep, belly laugh that I had the sense she didn’t release often. She looked at me. “You’ve chosen well, wolf. Very well indeed.”

“Chosen?” Solari slid her gaze to me then faced Lunai. “What do you mean?”

“She means Mason and I are mated,” Delphi said. “She’s blessed the union and everything.”

Solari turned back to Delphi and something about the look in her violet eyes made my gut churn. “Did she now?”

Delphi took my hand. “I accept your apology, by the way. Who did re-route the souls?”

“That’s not important,” Solari said. “What is important, however, is correcting the error.”

Delphi’s brow creased. “Correcting the error?”

That swirling in my stomach intensified and I gripped Delphi’s hand tighter. Sylvie positioned herself on Delphi’s other side and a step in front of her. The defensive stance let me know my sister didn’t like where this conversation was going either.

“You did nothing wrong so your soul belongs in Seraphia,” Solari said.

“But I don’t want—”

Delphi’s sentence was cut off when a flash of golden lightning zipped down from the sky, slammed into the ground, and radiated out. Sylvie and I were thrown back, our wolves exploding so we each landed on four paws instead of slamming our spines on the hard pavement of the apartment building’s parking lot.

It took a few moments for the spots from the lightning display to fade from my vision. When they did, I immediately noticed three things.

First, deep cracks cut through the parking lot from the lightning’s impact.

Second, a few golden feathers littered the area around us.

And third, Delphi was gone.

A loud howl erupted from my throat and Sylvie sidled up beside me, rubbing her cheek against mine. How could I survive losing Delphi again? How?

The answer was simple. I couldn’t.

Delphi had made no mention of being able to find people who had passed once in Seraphia, but I had to believe it was possible. That our souls were destined to find each other no matter what. I didn’t know if werewolf souls ended up in Seraphia, but living here on Earth without Delphi was not an option. Not after having her back. Not after Lunai had blessed our mating bond. Not after dreaming about a future together.

A future we were robbed of once already.

I bolted over the fissures in the parking lot and headed for the main road. Sylvie was right behind me, but if I stopped to let her catch up, she’d try to stop me, and I had to do this.

Had to.