Total pages in book: 84
Estimated words: 78886 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 316(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78886 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 316(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
Malachi lifted his arms in innocence, projecting, who me?
“That’s the worst acting I’ve seen since your last movie,” I snipped.
“Ouch,” he said, though he remained unoffended. “I knew the Valkara plotted something awful against the primordials. I also knew a woman from the House of Griffin would see right through her and overcome for us all. I played my part. Expertly, I might add. You believed me.”
“Hmph.” Maybe he’d told the truth, maybe not. But I’d let it go because this was the happiest day of my life (so far), and he had, in fact, introduced me to my firebrand.
The beauty with Mr. Kilt raised her hand, as if seeking permission to speak. Long brown hair flowed over an elegant shoulder. “I’m Elle,” she announced with an American accent. “This guy’s wife.” She hiked her thumb at Mr. Kilt. “I’d like to officially welcome you into the wonderful world of berserkers.”
“I’m Clover.”
“I’m Juniper.”
“Let’s do tea and cookies after my honeymoon,” I said. “And pancakes. And sausage patties.” Now where was Viktor?” No way he’d changed his mind, as Benjamin had.
“I’m here,” his familiar voice called as he stepped from the only open stone doorway, seeming to appear out of thin air. “I wished to recapture your mother and offer her as a gift to you. Alas.”
My knees went weak at the sight of him. Where once his white hair stood out in spikes, it now hung in soft waves that invited my fingers to touch.
His once wild eyes devoured me, taking in my gown, and he went predator-still. He looked me over a second time, slowly, savoring. Instead of displaying a face frozen in rage, he smiled, sending shivers over my spine.
I kissed my twin’s cheek and rushed to him. He caught me with strong, steady arms and kissed the air from my lungs.
“You’ll agree to take him as your own, then, I assume,” Malachi piped up with a dry tone.
With a growl, Viktor wrenched his face from mine. He didn’t glare at the other king for daring to interrupt, as I expected, but stared down at me. “Well? Do you?”
“Yes, I take you as my own,” I called with a laugh to one and all. “And if you or anyone ever threatens Viktor Endris again, I’ll destroy you, super-villain style.”
“We both will,” Juniper said, chin high. She cracked her knuckles before waving her fingers. “These little babies can do damage.”
The griffin king held up his hands in a gesture of innocence.
“I take Clover as mine and accept responsibility for the world’s worst mother-in-law,” Viktor announced, still staring down at me. He flashed me a grin. “And now, by decree of the King of the House of Turul, we are wed. This has been witnessed. Everyone go home.” He swept me into his arms. Without another word, he carried me from the crowd.
I grinned up at him. “We’re going to get a happily ever after, aren’t we?”
“Love, I won’t settle for anything less. But first, I’m going to give you many—many—happy endings.” He winked at me and shouldered his way into our bedroom.