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He grins mischievously and pulls me into a kiss. “I got the coolest mate,” he whispers against my lips.

“Oh.” I wiggle my brows. “I didn’t know it was a competition.”

“It isn’t.” He smirks. “Unless you are winning, which I am.”

“Very mature.” I chuckle.

He presses another kiss to my temples. “You should rest a bit more,” he says.

“Are you kidding?” I frown. “I want to get out of here. I’m starving, and then I need to tell you what I found out. I’ve rested enough.”

I make my way to the bathroom, clean up a bit, and switch into a pair of fresh clothes. They are way too long, so I assume it’s some of Giselle’s stuff. She is a tall woman. Not going to lie. I envy her a bit. I decide to wear her sweater as a dress with a pair of warm thighs, which I can adjust to my short height a bit.

Once I come out of the bathroom, Tony’s eyes look at me hungrily. Up to now, it never turned me on when a guy looked at me like that, but goddess Tony, he can.

I pause my own thoughts, realizing I just mentally said goddess. Seems like their world is rubbing off on me already. Maybe it’s due to the fact that I’m partly a werecat and deity. It means my mind and body instinctively know what to do.

Tony scoots me up in his strong arms. “Let’s go,” he whispers. “Before I devour you.”

“Sexy,” I snort. “I’m mated to a cannibal!”

He wiggles his brows. “Try me. There are lots of places I would like to taste.”

I elbow him, making him laugh.

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*HENRY*

Ican’tbelieveit.The fact that my sister-in-law is some sort of incarnation of the goddess Nephthys fucks my mind completely over. I’ve been pacing up and down my room from the moment Dalila collapsed to when she woke up again.

I’ve tried to clean our guest room a bit, but no matter how I arrange everything, it’s still not tidy enough. So I do it over again and then again. Until my body starts to feel exhausted.

That’s when Elodie returns. She and Elise had an emergency call with Prince Eric and later called Uncle Elden, who wants to come over and see us ASAP. Once she has finished, Elodie glances through the room. She must have noted how overly tidy it is, and she probably feels my distress. I feel so ashamed for being such a mess.

“Henry.” Elodie comes closer to me, grabbing my face between her hands. “Look at me,” she says urgently. “Look at only me.”

I gaze into her eyes, feeling like a lovesick puppy by the way her presence and touch soothe me. “I know this was a lot to take in,” she whispers. “A lot of crazy information. But knowledge is power, isn’t it? And now we know more.”

“Goddess,” I groan. “I know you are right. I am just so stressed.”

“You need better coping strategies,” she whispers.

“I know.” I sigh. “But when I am like that, my other issues kick in, and I can’t be surrounded by anyone or even hear anyone. All my senses hurt then.”

“Exactly why you need better strategies,” she says softly. “Does my touch repulse you now?”

“No, your touch is the only thing that feels soothing to me. And your scent, too.”

“Then how about next time we’ll make sure you have a piece of clothes smelling like me, a pillow, or even a small object like a bracelet,” she suggests.

I blink. I haven’t even thought about that, but if I were able to smell her when my mind spirals downward, it could help me to keep my mind focused.

“You know, I will be a complete mess if you ever are mad at me for real,” I mutter.

She brushes her thumbs over my cheeks. “Even if I were mad, I’d never let you remain in that state.” She pauses. “But please promise me you will allow me to help you.”

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