Page 59 of Anger

“Don’t speak. Shut up. You’re in my bad books. How could you get me pregnant?” Lamia wailed.

“You need me to explain how?” Mac shot back with a wink. “Or should I show you?”

“Shut up!” Lamia cried and began laughing.

Lanie/Lamia

She was going to be a mother again. Holy hell. After all these thousands of years, she was pregnant. What would Callidora say? Lanie was about to find out as her daughter appeared in Mary Worth’s tower.

“Mum!” she cried and flung her arms around Lanie.

“Hello, baby,” Lanie replied as she held Callidora tightly.

“I’m glad to be home. Is everything okay?” Callidora asked, staring intently into Lanie’s face. “You seem different.”

“A lot has happened since we last talked,” Lanie delayed.

“We spoke a few days ago,” Callidora responded.

“I’ve a mate,” Lanie said, linking arms and walking Callidora away from the portal room.

Mary sent Lanie a thumbs up, and Lanie smiled weakly.

“Yeah, my asshole father,” Callidora retorted.

“Not quite, sweetheart. See, some stuff happened…” Lanie led Callidora to the gardens as she explained. Callidora listened intently, and when they sat by the fountain, she stared at Lanie in shock.

“Let’s get this right. Alainen forced a bond on you. You were his soul mate, but he wasn’t yours. Yours is some hot security guard who is a Saviour. He also knows everything about us because he was brought up by five formerly thought dead shifters. This Mac is a leader in a Saviour army that the five shifters have been building. And Chimera and Tisiphone think of him and his cousin as a son.

“Then you mated, and he can shift into a different human form and a Lamia. Oh, and he had to fight a battle against Alainen’s bond and won. Then, in addition, this Mac has knocked you up, Mum? And with quads? So, I don’t get one sibling but four at once?”

“It sounds like a lot, I know,” Lanie said.

“You can also call me Dad,” Mac replied, and their heads shot up. Mac leaned against an arch, his legs crossed at the ankles, and looked incredibly sexy.

“Holy shit, you picked a winner!” Callidora exclaimed.

“Yup,” Lanie agreed, her lady parts standing up and paying attention.

“I’m Joe McIntyre. You can call me Mac. The Dad thing was a lame joke,” Mac stated, walking forward and holding out a hand.

Callidora took it and smiled weakly. “Seems you and Mum have been up to a lot of stuff.”

“Just a bit. It’s good to meet you. You’re famous where I come from,” Mac said.

“I am?” Callidora asked, surprised.

“Yeah. The only child of a Legend? Very famous. There’s been tournaments fought over who got to watch over you,” Mac replied as he sat down.

“What do you mean?” Callidora demanded.

“Our plan is simple. If we discover a Legend, then we send a team to watch over them. If a Hunter gets close, we take them out if possible. We have not always succeeded,” Mac explained, his eyes taking on a faraway look, “But we’ve done our best.”

“And you’ve watched over me?” Callidora asked.

“Only for the last five hundred years of our time,” Ranson said.

“Your time?”

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