Page 57 of Reaper
As soon as Odin changed things, Kyra and I began trying for a baby. Our little girl, Polly, is now three, and the light of our afterlives.
“She’s with Makayla and Viking. Juno wanted to have a sleepover.”
Juno is Viking’s youngest, and she’s also three.
“Dad, can’t you talk some sense into Mom?” Hunter asks. “She’s being unreasonable.”
“Oh, Fire Pits, no,” I say with a chuckle. “You’re not getting me in trouble. I tried, and you know as well as I do, when Mom says ‘no’, she means ‘no.”
“Ugh, fine.” He looks at his twin. “Let’s go, Heidi. Maybe Skuld can find us something fun to do.”
The two of them walk away to find my Valkyrie. Well, she’s their Valkyrie as well, and a valued member of our family.
“You know what this means?” Kyra says, sliding her hands over my shoulders.
“What?”
“We’ll have our quarters to ourselves for a while.”
“Yes. Yes, we do.”
I lift her off her feet and toss her over my shoulder to carry her home. Kyra laughs, and it’s a sound I will never tire of hearing.
“What are you gonna do to me, Reaper?” she asks, her voice sultry.
“Wicked, wicked things. You better hope Odin and Skuld aren’t listening in.”
