wrapped his arms around her. “Pray and fight. Whatever Poseidon and your own gods require.”
The sound of an approaching vehicle grew closer. “That will be my people. I will call a council to discuss these matters. But you may be sure that we will be on your side in the coming war, Bastien.”
“A war that we will win, Ethan. Strong allies and the side of justice must prevail.”
The men clasped arms, and then Ethan looked down at Kat. “I see that you have made your choice, my Kat who is my Kat no more.”
“I was never your Kat, Ethan. You made your choice, as I’ve made mine,” she said. “I, too, am sorry for your loss. Nomatter what she was or did, she didn’t deserve this. I’m glad we killed Organos to avenge her.”
Bastien made a grumbling sound. “You were indeed formidable as a panther.”
Ethan’s eyes flared with interest. “This, too, is something I want to see and hear about. But another time.” He bent to lift Fallon’s broken body into his arms, as the headlights flashed in the driveway.
“Another time,” Kat echoed sadly. She and Bastien stood watching as Ethan drove off with his dead mate’s body. Then she turned to face her own mate, as she now knew him to be.
“I heard your sea god in my head,” she told him, smiling a little. “He seems to think I’m his long-lost great-granddaughter or something.”
Bastien’s eyes widened in wonder. “Poseidon spoke to you?”
“Yes, and I think he did more than that. I think he helped me break through my gift to bring my panther out.”
“He does always admire courage, Poseidon,” Bastien admitted. “But now, we have much to do.”
“First off, I need to get dressed,” she pointed out.
He laughed and swept her into his arms. “That would not be my first choice, lovely one.”
“Bastien, we need to sit in on that council,” she said, although she wished she could spend the next week hiding out in her bedroom with him.
“And Prince Conlan must learn of these matters,” Bastien added, walking toward the house with her in his arms.
“We have to break this mind-thrall thing, and keep my people safe from it. Oh, and you need to get over your ‘I’m the warrior, you hide in the bedroom’ issues.”
He growled, then pressed a kiss to her lips as he went through the door, kicking it shut behind them. “I’ll ignore that for now. We need to hammer out an alliance between your people and Atlantis, so your rogue shifters stop preying on humans.”
She sighed, rested her head on his shoulder. “This is no ‘I hate my potential mother-in-law’ petty problem between us, Bastien. Our problems might be—”
He kissed her again, thoroughly this time. By the time heraised his head, they were both trembling. “Our problems are the world’s problems,
mi amara.
Even as we solve them, so do we secure the future of all of our races.”
She smiled, daring to hope. “Together?”
Her warrior tightened his arms around her. “Together.”
Read on for a sneak peek at Alyssa Day’s
next Warriors of Poseidon novel
HEART OF ATLANTIS
Coming from Berkley Sensation in December 2012!
A hidden cave inside of Mount Fuji, Japan
The portal opened and Alaric, warrior and high priest of Atlantis, stepped through, followed by a shell-shocked rebel leader and a five-hundred-pound tiger shape-shifter who might have permanently lost his humanity.
“Oh, Alaric,” said the ancient man who stood waiting for them, sighing and shaking his head. “You do get into the most fascinating trouble.”
“Interesting you should say that, Archelaus,” Alaric said. “I need a place to hide for a time, while Quinn tries to help Jack remember that he’s human, too, and not just a tiger.”
Quinn barely glanced at him, her eyes dull with pain and exhaustion, but she never let go of his hand. It was more physical contact than he’d allowed himself to have with her in a very long time.
Archelaus took them all in with his sharp gaze. The old man,
The sound of an approaching vehicle grew closer. “That will be my people. I will call a council to discuss these matters. But you may be sure that we will be on your side in the coming war, Bastien.”
“A war that we will win, Ethan. Strong allies and the side of justice must prevail.”
The men clasped arms, and then Ethan looked down at Kat. “I see that you have made your choice, my Kat who is my Kat no more.”
“I was never your Kat, Ethan. You made your choice, as I’ve made mine,” she said. “I, too, am sorry for your loss. Nomatter what she was or did, she didn’t deserve this. I’m glad we killed Organos to avenge her.”
Bastien made a grumbling sound. “You were indeed formidable as a panther.”
Ethan’s eyes flared with interest. “This, too, is something I want to see and hear about. But another time.” He bent to lift Fallon’s broken body into his arms, as the headlights flashed in the driveway.
“Another time,” Kat echoed sadly. She and Bastien stood watching as Ethan drove off with his dead mate’s body. Then she turned to face her own mate, as she now knew him to be.
“I heard your sea god in my head,” she told him, smiling a little. “He seems to think I’m his long-lost great-granddaughter or something.”
Bastien’s eyes widened in wonder. “Poseidon spoke to you?”
“Yes, and I think he did more than that. I think he helped me break through my gift to bring my panther out.”
“He does always admire courage, Poseidon,” Bastien admitted. “But now, we have much to do.”
“First off, I need to get dressed,” she pointed out.
He laughed and swept her into his arms. “That would not be my first choice, lovely one.”
“Bastien, we need to sit in on that council,” she said, although she wished she could spend the next week hiding out in her bedroom with him.
“And Prince Conlan must learn of these matters,” Bastien added, walking toward the house with her in his arms.
“We have to break this mind-thrall thing, and keep my people safe from it. Oh, and you need to get over your ‘I’m the warrior, you hide in the bedroom’ issues.”
He growled, then pressed a kiss to her lips as he went through the door, kicking it shut behind them. “I’ll ignore that for now. We need to hammer out an alliance between your people and Atlantis, so your rogue shifters stop preying on humans.”
She sighed, rested her head on his shoulder. “This is no ‘I hate my potential mother-in-law’ petty problem between us, Bastien. Our problems might be—”
He kissed her again, thoroughly this time. By the time heraised his head, they were both trembling. “Our problems are the world’s problems,
mi amara.
Even as we solve them, so do we secure the future of all of our races.”
She smiled, daring to hope. “Together?”
Her warrior tightened his arms around her. “Together.”
Read on for a sneak peek at Alyssa Day’s
next Warriors of Poseidon novel
HEART OF ATLANTIS
Coming from Berkley Sensation in December 2012!
A hidden cave inside of Mount Fuji, Japan
The portal opened and Alaric, warrior and high priest of Atlantis, stepped through, followed by a shell-shocked rebel leader and a five-hundred-pound tiger shape-shifter who might have permanently lost his humanity.
“Oh, Alaric,” said the ancient man who stood waiting for them, sighing and shaking his head. “You do get into the most fascinating trouble.”
“Interesting you should say that, Archelaus,” Alaric said. “I need a place to hide for a time, while Quinn tries to help Jack remember that he’s human, too, and not just a tiger.”
Quinn barely glanced at him, her eyes dull with pain and exhaustion, but she never let go of his hand. It was more physical contact than he’d allowed himself to have with her in a very long time.
Archelaus took them all in with his sharp gaze. The old man,
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