Page 93 of The Gods Order

“You know what, whatever. That’s the least of my concerns right now,” I say, releasing a heavy breath. I could headbutt the smirk off Creed’s face. “What happened?”

“I’m going to tell you, but we’re missing some people. I’d rather just go through this once,” he says, staring around at each of us.

“Sevryn, go get your Valtrue. Make it quick,” Amick orders.

“Not just them,” Creed says. The soft look he gives me has a knot forming in my stomach. “I’m going to call for Derivius as well. Also, if you’re comfortable with it…”

I swallow.

“You want Val and Meridamus here.”

He nods once.

“What I just experienced was full-on Beginning God fuckery. They’ll have answers I need. We don’t have to talk here. We can go somewhere else.”

I hate to admit part of me wants to refuse him. I really don’t want to see them right now after what happened, and I’m definitely not ready to invite them into our home. The other part, the much louder, already decided part, wants to do whatever he needs me to do to get him his answers.

My love for him is far stronger than my want for a break away from those two.

“We can stay here. Call for Derivius and tell him to find the other two,” I say.

“The other two are pacing around the back lawn.”

“What?” I ask.

“You gave them quite the scare falling to the ground, then rushing off without an explanation.”

“Shit,” Creed mutters. “My soul tugged yours.”

“Tugged?” I laugh. “No, sir, it literally snatched me to my knees.”

He flinches. “I’m so sorry.”

My heart melts at his sincere tone.

“You have nothing to be sorry for, my sweetling. Tug or no tug, I would’ve come for you the second I realized where you went without telling me.”

He hums a small laugh, then snatches me into his chest. My lips meet his, and for a moment, nothing else matters. Until an exaggerated gagging noise kills the moment. For once, it isn’t Riven.

“I’m going to get my Valtrue. I’m ready to know both sides of the conversation,” Sevryn grunts.

“Were you not present the entire time whatever happened was happening?” Amick asks.

“It’s so fucking complicated. Just wait till you hear this.”

I climb off Creed’s lap, hollering for Sevryn to wait for me as he heads toward the front door.

“I’ll be back in a second.”

“Derivius will be here in just a moment as well,” Kyzen says, squeezing my hand as I pass him.

With a quick nod, I pick up my pace and give Sevryn my middle finger as he tells me to hurry the hell up.

“I still want to fuck you up.”

“Whatever,” he scoffs. “That feeling will go away when you hear this. We’ve gone through some crazy-ass shit before, but I swear this takes the cake.”

My eyebrows scrunch together. He’s being serious. Whatever happened in Hell not only hurt Creed but obviously freaked them the fuck out.