Total pages in book: 57
Estimated words: 54848 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 274(@200wpm)___ 219(@250wpm)___ 183(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 54848 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 274(@200wpm)___ 219(@250wpm)___ 183(@300wpm)
So when I sat him down to talk about Bael, about the old gods, about everything that was going on, he’d actually been relieved to know he hadn’t experienced a pretty detailed hallucination.
Then he’d started piecing it all together like we had been doing for months. And because his mind worked like mine, the only rational conclusion to come to was that we were telling him the truth, that the world as we knew it was changing right before our eyes.
I’d asked him once what he thought about the ceremony, if he would consider eternity if given the chance. Because, well, I wasn’t above asking Lenore to give him immortality as well.
He’d told me that now that he knew the Elysian Fields existed, he was personally more interested in that sort of eternity than one stuck on Earth with warring humans, gods, and monsters.
Sure, it was going to crush me when the day of his death came, but I had to respect that decision.
And he was respecting mine as well.
As it turned out, my father really liked Bael. He liked the whole group, in fact. Maybe because he loved to learn, and each of them had so many stories to tell, so much previously unknown-to-him wisdom to impart.
He was writing a book on it all, in fact. And he made me promise to get it published if he couldn’t in his lifetime.
“Future generations like to hear first-hand accounts of what was going on during huge, world-shifting events,” he claimed.
I had to agree with that.
And, in a weird way, I was kind of pleased that, eventually, my previous students would all become very interested in the “myths” I’d tried to get them passionate about for so long.
“I’m nervous,” I admitted as I linked my arm through my father’s as we made our way out the back door and toward the woods.
“About your mate or about the ceremony?” he asked.
“The ceremony,” I told him. Since there wasn’t a doubt in my mind about Bael.
“Nova, Jo, and Lenore all assured me that it is safe and that they felt pretty much no difference.”
My father’s brand of reassurance went along with my brand of anxiety. And by the time we made it to the little clearing in the woods, he had me calmed down and ready to take this final step toward eternity.
“Why does this almost… look familiar even though I know I’ve never seen it before?” I asked Bael as he slid a ring on my finger after the ritual with Lenore was completed.
“It’s the ring from the book,” Bael said, handing me his to slip on his finger.
“The ring from the… oh!” I said, smiling big at him. “The Hades and Persephone book!”
“It’s always fucking Hades and Persephone,” Lucifer grumbled as he made his way out of the clearing.
You could say that Lucifer was having some strong feelings about how no one fetishized him in fiction like they did Hades.
He was trying to fuck his way through half of the female human population just to make a point, I swear.
Between Lucifer’s appearance, Daemon and his woman showing up, Aram’s unexpected connection, and word that Red was finally spotted, there hadn’t been a dull moment.
Seven had once claimed he was “staying the fuck away from human women” to avoid Claiming anyone.
And, boy, did that backfire on him.
But those were stories for other days.
This was for our promise of forever.
Then, right there in those woods, after everyone cleared out, Bael and I went ahead and made a little demon baby.
And his tiny little wings were the cutest damn things I’d ever seen…