Ascension Saga (Interstellar Brides): Book 6

“Got it.” That short answer from Trinity didn’t explain a thing, but the sisters seemed to be having a separate conversation. “I’m still going to bitch slap Destiny when she gets back.”

“I think Nix is going to take care of that,” Faith said and I chuckled, not surprised that my mate had noticed Nix’s odd behavior. Indeed, he did seem like a male possessed. And I knew of only one thing that could make a male that crazed.

The guy had tranquilized me, stripped me naked and tied me to a bed to await my mate. I would enjoy watching him suffer a bit.

Trinity was staring at the doorway through which Nix had disappeared. “Maybe.” She turned to Leo’s father. “I assume the queen’s guard will take care of the mess in here? And investigate the men and who they are? Confirm they are really from the clerics?”

Captain Turaya bowed. “Of course. You’ll have a report first thing in the morning.” He looked to his son. “If you’ll escort the princesses back to the palace?”

Leo nodded, hooked his arm about Trinity’s waist.

Trinity looked from my mate to me as she leaned her head against Leo’s chest. “I need a hot bath, bubbles, candles, and about a gallon of wine. What do you say, Leo? Care to join me?”

“Always.” His expression was so content I envied him. But then, I did not, for Faith clung to me with the same love in her eyes.

Faith sighed. “Thor?”

With her saying my name, I knew she asked the same thing. Would I join her in a bath and whatever came after? It had only been a couple of hours since I had her last, but that was long enough. My balls ached to fill her again.

Fuck, yes.

“Anything for you, love.” I leaned down and kissed her cheek, pleased when she leaned into my touch, surprised when she turned in my arms and stood up on her tiptoes to whisper in my ear. I leaned down, intent to know the secret she would give me.

The words she whispered shook me to my soul.

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The Jax Mansion

“I feel like I should be out there, getting Destiny away from those people. Out of danger. God, who would have thought being a nun was dangerous,” Faith said, pacing the bedroom. All earlier eagerness for a bath and some strange request for bubbles was gone.

I let her pace, let her get her worries out. I wanted to know her problems, share them. Fuck, carry them for her. She was so beautiful. Smart. Caring. Daring. Definitely crazy. She was mated to me. Loved me. Completely insane that she loved me. But thank fuck she did because I couldn’t survive without her.

Apparently, my father’s zebcats agreed. The moment we’d returned to the mansion, they’d come running and refused to leave Faith’s side. Even now, they were curled up on the end of the bed, watching her pace just like I did, and I knew I’d be shoving them off the bed as long as they lived in our home. They had chosen Faith to love, and I could not fault them that choice.

Having those men transport in and threaten her had taken years off my life. Of course, they weren’t after her, or Trinity, but Wyse. Still, they were dangerous, they were deadly, and they’d completed their mission. It could have gone differently. They could have killed everyone in the transport room.

I took a deep breath, let it out. Watched the woman I loved worry about her sister.

It was time to make her forget, to take care of her, love her and revel in what we shared. For the rest of our lives.

“You heard her voice. She said she was fine. Nix is going after her.”

She’d also said she was in danger, but it was my job to protect and take care of Faith. I’d let Nix deal with Princess Destiny.

She laughed but glanced my way. “She’s going to eat him alive.”

I gave a little grunt in reply, thinking of Nix trying to boss the third sister around. I hadn’t met her, only heard her in conversation. But if she were anything like Trinity or Faith, Nix was going to rip out his hair in frustration within minutes.

I grinned. Good. The fucker tranquilized my ass. Literally. He deserved some torture of the Jones sisters’ special variety.

“That may be, but Destiny is Nix’s to deal with,” I said, sharing my thoughts aloud. “He will do whatever is necessary to keep her safe. You know that.”

She sighed, came over to me and wrapped her arms about my waist. Settled her head against my chest. “I know. Still, I’ll worry until she’s with him. Until our mother is found.”

I stroked her hair back from her face. “Then it is my job to distract you.”

She pulled back enough to look up at me. “Oh?”