Chapter 24

We talk with Delilah and James for another fifteen minutes or so before we say our goodbyes.

As we are leaving the hospital wing, we see the doctor.

“Luna! I am so happy to see you! I take it you're feeling better?” he asks joyfully.

"Yes, sir. I am feeling more like myself. Thank you for asking,” I respond gratefully, “Also, we just went to visit James. I helped him out, so you won't need to worry about him too much. Hopefully, you can send him home soon to finish recovering."

“Well then! I will check on him right now," he looks happy at the opportunity to see the results of my healing ability.

"Oh, Doc, before you go, can you look into getting a doctor that specializes in hybrid pregnancies for James's mate?" Bronx adds quietly.

“Yes Alpha, absolutely,” he bows slightly at Bronx.

Bronx takes my hand and we head back to the apartment. "Can we stop by the daycare and visit Codi?” I ask, trying to think of ways to distract my mind.

"Well, you're in luck. Today is Saturday. We can go to Lenora and Milo's apartment to visit Codi," he pulls my hand up to his face and gives it a kiss.

"Oh, thank the Goddess. That is perfect," I smile, knowing Lenora loves when I spend time with Codi. It gives her and Milo an opportunity to get things done around the apartment or even go on date nights.

“We have a meeting with Marco and Musu this afternoon, so you only have a few hours,” Bronx reminds me.

We make our way to the fourth floor and knock on the apartment door. A flustered Lenora opens the door with Codi throwing a tantrum in her arms. Her expression turns to surprise when she sees us.

"Kas! What are you doing? I thought you would need more time to recover after yesterday?" she looks back and forth between Bronx and I.

“I am feeling much better. Bronx and I talked through some things last night. You guys can talk about it. I will take Codi," I smile, holding my arms out to take the screaming toddler.

If I didn't know Lenora well enough, I wouldn't have seen the moment of hesitation or fleeting look of worry before she placed Codi in my arms. Codi immediately calms down and gives me wet kisses on my cheek when I hug her.

Great. Lenora doesn't even trust me. Who else is going to feel that way? James and Delilah didn't outright say it, but they were more than happy to not have to see me for a month. 1

I guess I'm going to have to earn back trust from a lot of people. Who can blame them? I still don't completely trust myself, either.

We head inside and I take Codi to her room so Lenora and Bronx can talk about the woman named Cora and the Feral.

the beanbag chair and put Codi on my lap. We read a book about dragons eating tacos. She helps me turn the pages and points to the colorful pictures as I read in silly voices. I feel

she says in her sleepy little voice. "Yes, Niece Codi?” I set the book down and

again as she adjusts her

want a cat? I don't know if it is a good idea for a kitty in a packhouse full of wolves, baby girl," I whisper while I run my fingers through her fine, dark

she falls asleep completely. Her breathing evens out and her thumb makes its

she was trying to tell me. I look around the room decorated in pink and cream. There are no stuffed animals that look like cats in the room. Maybe there is

rub Codi's back. I can't remember where I heard it, probably at the daycare. The warmth of Codi and the blanket laying against me in combination with the tune makes my eyelids heavy. I think about the happiness on Delilah's face when she made her announcement and the way Lenora looks at Codi with nothing but love and wonder. It makes me smile inside. My thoughts

created for giants. Tall pillars made of white marble with gilded corners line the colossal room. Animal skin blankets cover chairs that are too tall for me to climb into. Beyond the pillars, I can see a sunny, beautiful day outside, puffy clouds with a sky as blue as Delilah's eyes. I seem to be alone, but I also feel

corridor, I notice statues in alcoves alternating between men and women. They are dressed in togas and leather armor, some with crowns, others with spears. I admire the perfect craftsmanship until I get to one of a woman that looks familiar. I step closer and look up

whisper in awe. "Mother, eh? You must be lokaste. I've been waiting for you," I

blue eyes stands in front of me. Even with white hair, I can't tell how old he is. I get the sense that he is ageless. He has always been and he will always be. He has a broad chest and strong arms, with his hands on his

sir. Do I

me, lunch will be served soon,” He holds out his arm, bidding me to latch my arm in his. It is a little awkward since

creates an overwhelming feeling. It feels like he has perfected the art of holding in the excessive amount

he asks as we walk. "I'm sorry,

me before he pats my hand, "This is Mount

look at him with

find their way

sir?" I feel tears welling

eyes.

one of the many names I go by,” he smiles warmly as he looks at

I stutter at

no, just Zeus to you, my dear Iokaste," he pats my hand holding his arm, "You are a very special young lady. I don't

a sense of deja vu. Bronx

And why was I summoned?” My heart is hopeful, but I don't want to

discuss over food,

with each

stool to help me into the next to Zeus. She realizes I'm too short to reach the tabletop, so she brings several pillows for me to sit on, like an adult version of a

in the amazing sight. Fruits, vegetables, nuts, sliced meats as far as

waves his

take some of the fruit and nuts and place them on the

are for a goddess,” he puts

I appreciate the opportunity to be here, having lunch with you. It is truly an honor I never thought I would experience, but, um, I'm still trying to understand why exactly I was summoned here,"I

speak but is interrupted by a man who looks about Bronx's age. He is over seven feet tall and slender with soft features. His hair cascades around his face in dark

you in wine?”

cheers as the man pours red wine from a decanter he is holding, "Son, this is your half sister,

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