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“Talking from your experience with Savvy?” Joran snorted, but put the glass down. Bjorn wasn’t smiling or showing any emotions to her, but Nikki could feel how tense he became. So, the woman he was in love with was this Savvy… Warm skin on her wrist brought her out of her trance “It’s too tight,…

Every muscle in his body got tense hearing that. “What do you mean?” He could feel the fire burning through his skin, anticipating the answer and hoping he was wrong about it. “Because – it’s Astraea’s last life,” the Moon Goddess confessed, causing him to fall to his knees, pain engulfing every cell of his…

Joran watched blood trickle down Fenir’s neck, eyes wide as he grasped his wrist with the bracelet, knowing that there had to be more than one healing bead. Vidar drew his sword back, and Fenrir towered over his sibling, disbelief surging through him. It wasn’t supposed to go this way… His father and brother planned…

That thought alone was so disgusting that the anger rolled over him in waves, finding the exit at the tips of his fingers as his claws grew. “He.” Fenrir pulled Gleipnir to its limits. “Doesn’t.” His claws went in between the links, cutting through them. “Know.” The first link was broken. “What.” The second was…

“Mine!” the stranger repeated, bringing Astrea out of her trance. Joran stepped in front of her, covering her with his body, and for the first time, she was grateful for his presence. “Excuse me, you must be mistaken,” he smirked. “Talk about starting with the wrong foot,” Forrest commented. “Gentlemen, allow me to introduce yourselves…

“I am going to run for the High Chancellor in two years.” He continued explaining his plan as if she had shown some interest in the matter. Which she did not. Yet he knew her too well to know she was listening. “I will need to present myself as a good family man.” A snort…

The South loved everything made of glass. Or plastic. Which spoke volumes to Astrea. Her heart belonged in countries like the Northern Lycan Kingdom with its old-fashioned charm and the East, which gave her peace she never knew before. “Forrest, seriously, cut the cr*p. What do you want?” The Serpent was losing patience. Forrest was…

*** The next time he opened them, a woman with long brown hair with golden wings stood before him. He recognised the Valkyrie who observed him with concern written all over her face. “My name is Kara, I am in charge of-“ “-my prison.” He finished for her, his voice unusually gruff. “The food will…

Maybe Astraea already hated him like the rest of the gods. Maybe they were done, and she was preparing for a wedding with her mate… He drifted in and out of consciousness, trying to stay alert but too weak to do so. Gleipnir was slowly sucking the life out of him. “Fenrir!” Warm hands cupped…

“We can save her but-” Freyja stumbled on her words. “But not her divine power. Just her soul.” Selene looked at the other woman in horror, but Freyja went on. “I am sorry. I cannot think of anything better, but the gift I gave her protects her soul and connects her to the human realm-“…