Page 66 of Castor
Baxter scoffed at him. “Keep it in your pants, Lust. Sirena favors women. You’re out of luck. Not everyone wants you.”
“Is that bitterness I hear?” Bellamy smirked. “You must still be mad about walking in on me banging the archer. I couldn’t help it. Elon is just too delectable to resist.”
“Bellamy,” Alastair said in his all-too-familiar stern tone. “Enough.”
“How brainless can you be?”Alastair then said through our mind link. He had meant to only speak to Bellamy, but the intensity of his annoyance opened his mind to all of us.“Baxter is the last person we need to piss off. We’re fucked without his warriors.”
“Yeah, yeah. I’m shutting up.”
“Where is Sirena’s group located?” I asked, getting the discussion back on track.
“An island in the Caribbean,” Baxter answered after scowling at Bellamy. They sat at opposite ends of the table, but the tension between them could be cut with a knife. “Last I heard, she has around eight hundred in her group. Maybe a bit more. All females. They’re superior in combat, trained with swords, bows, spears, and their bare hands.”
“Like the Amazons?” Raiden asked with his mouth full of figs. The fruit was in season right now, and my gluttonous brother couldn’t get enough of them.
“Some believe they are who inspired the Greek myths of the Amazon warriors,” Titan explained to him.
“I thought the Amazons were said to live somewhere in the Black Sea.”
“They move around every few hundred years,” Titan explained. “Have you no knowledge of your own kind?”
“In case you didn’t realize, our kind don’t exactly like us,” Raiden responded before shoving half a pastry into his mouth, jam seeping from the corner. “Kicking demon ass? Hell yeah, we know a lot about that. But there’s a lot we don’t know about other Nephilim.”
“Well, I don’t mind filling you in.” Titan smiled at Raiden, then returned to a frown when he caught me looking at him.
Interesting.
“Are you banging Titan?”I asked Raiden telepathically.
He choked on his fig.
“That’s what you get for shoving so many in your mouth,” I said out loud to him. “Pace yourself, brother.”
“Kiss my ass, Cas.” Raiden’s light blue eyes narrowed at me. Privately, he added,“No, I’m not banging him. We’ve barely even talked.”
“So why did you almost die just now when I asked?”
He scratched at his jaw, discreetly flipping me off in the process. I chuckled under my breath and poured more coffee into my cup.
Kyo gripped my thigh beneath the table, and I placed my hand on top of his, interlocking our fingers.
After the evening when he topped me, the connection I already had to him grew even stronger. The conversation about mates afterward hadn’t helped with that any. How would I ever let Kyo leave? Iwould.I refused to keep him from his duty to his clan. But I didn’t know how I was going to deal with it.
A problem for later. Obsessing over it now would only make me miserable. Besides, another problem arose first.
We had just finished breakfast and were in the kitchen helping Titan clean up when Alastair’s phone rang.
“Daman,” he answered, then paused as he listened. His expression didn’t change, though I felt his unease growing. Raiden and Bellamy felt it too. Raiden stopped stuffing his mouth with cheese and looked at Alastair. “I see. Did you handle it?” Another pause. “Good. We’re traveling to another island soon to meet with another group. But we’ll be home soon. Take care of things until then.”
“What happened?” I asked once he ended the call.
“Daman said shades have attacked the town four nights in a row,” Alastair answered. “First a few, then more. Galen found a group by the docks, and Daman and Gray caught another group moving toward an outdoor concert. No humans were harmed.”
“So the little bastards are getting more ballsy, huh?” Raiden asked.
“That’s not all.” Alastair looked at Titan, then at Baxter, as though unsure if he could trust them. He subtly nodded before continuing, “Mid-level demons just attacked. Not only in Echo Bay but in the surrounding towns as well. One possessed a human and stabbed a few people in a bar. Another possessed a truck driver and drove into traffic, killing a handful of people and injuring others.”
“Why?” Bellamy asked. “What’s the point of that?”
