“Let's give them some privacy,” Odin said softly as he ushered everyone out.
Fenrir gave his son a pat on the back as he passed by and said to me, “You are one of the bravest women I know, little frami. And one of the smartest. I hope you will use both your strength and wisdom to protect my grandson.”
I sighed deeply as Fenrir closed the door behind him.
“Vero himself would tell me not to sit this out,” I said to Trevor.
“I'm sure he would.” Trevor grimaced. “From what you've told me, you raised him to be another you.”
“But he looked like another you,” I countered.
“And I ache to meet him,” Trevor said softly. “Please understand that, Minn Elska. Every time you put yourself in danger, I'm terrified not only of what may happen to you but also of what may happen to our son. I've seen what happens to your children when you fight.”
I clenched my teeth because he was right. Both of my pregnancies had gone badly. Not because of any kind of medical condition but because I'd been attacked. Both times. The first time, my son had to split himself in two to save us. And the next time, my daughter had to be removed from my body and left to grow in a god-incubator. I hated that I missed the experience of carrying Lesya to term, but at least she had lived. It had been a close call.
“We were here, in Pride Palace, when we were taken into the Mirror,” I calmly pointed out.
“That was a rare occurrence,” Trevor said. “And there will be no more god items allowed into this house.”
“I will try my best to keep out of danger,” I relented.
“Thank you,” he huffed in relief and pulled me into a hug. “Now, there's just one more thing for me to do before I'll be completely satisfied.”
“What's that?”
Trevor picked me up, carried me to the bed, and set me down on the mattress. He climbed onto it beside me with a wicked grin.
“Get on your hands and knees, Mate,” he growled.
I did a double take but it was still Trevor. The Wolf glinted in his eyes, but he was just along for the ride, as it were. I smiled slowly and bent forward. Trevor crawled over to me and positioned himself between my legs. He flipped my dress over my back and tore away my panties with his claws. Then he was inside me; his hands back to human and grabbing my hips roughly as he slammed home.
I groaned in pleasure as his hard flesh slid into my softness. It was just what I needed after the tortures of the Mirror. A reaffirmation of life. I pushed back into Trevor's thrusts, and he went wild. Trevor snarled and grunted above me; his hips slapping my ass with loud smacks. I had to tense my arms to keep from getting shoved down into the mattress. Finally, I gave up and bent forward; pressing my face against the bed.
Trevor howled triumphantly; the angle had given him better access and his thrusts went even deeper. One hand snaked forward and began to rub me furiously as the sounds coming from his throat became more savage. My body shivered and tensed as it strained for release.
Then we exploded together; him inside me, and me around him. My body relaxed with a sigh, and Trevor followed me down; covering me completely. We shivered through the aftershocks together, and then he slid slowly out of me and shifted to his side. With a smooth motion, Trevor tucked me in against his chest and curled himself protectively around me.
“Now, I'm home,” he whispered in my ear.
Chapter Twenty-Six
Narcissus didn't hang around long. He waited for me to come downstairs with Trevor and then made his goodbyes.
“Where will you go?” I asked him.
“To see my parents,” he said with a glance at Morpheus. “Morpheus says they're still alive.”
“I'm glad you have family.” I hugged him goodbye. “Good luck with your fresh start.”
Narcissus' eyes went soft and a little sad. “Thank you, Vervain. You're a really good person.”
“You only say that because you haven't gotten on my bad side.” I winked at him.
“Wait until you see her eat someone's heart fresh from their chest,” Re said dryly. “That will make you think twice about crossing her.”
Narcissus' eyes went wide.
“It's a dragon thing.” I shrugged and then gave him a pat on the shoulder. “Best to not piss me off.”
“No doubt.” Narcissus chuckled. “Goodbye, Vervain.”
“Goodbye, Narc.”
Narcissus traced away, and I couldn't help feeling relieved. The Mirror's warning was still fresh in my mind, and I didn't want a questionable god in my home and around my children. Speaking of children—
“What day is it?” I asked.
“February 17th,” Odin said. “There's plenty of time until the Twin's party.”
Leave it to Odin to know exactly what I was worried about. Brevyn and Rian's birthday was on March 7th. Normally, I'd use my Ring of Remembrance to go back to the last time I'd left the Faerie Realm so the date in the God Realm wouldn't matter. But I was letting time catch up so I could take my god family and friends with me to the party. They wanted to be there to celebrate with us; mainly because several of them were related to Brevyn in a way. Brevyn's soul—part of it, at least—used to be my friend, Ull. When Ull died, I placed his soul in Brevyn's unborn body. Ull was also Thor's son and Odin's grandson and had been a beloved member of the God Squad. I breathed a sigh of relief for not missing the date.
But then I froze.
“The 17th?” I asked. “It was February 9th when we were pulled into the Mirror and it seemed as if only a couple of days had passed.”
“Time stretches in the Mirror,” Nemesis explained. “I made it that way to lessen the
