Chapter 93

I watch from the doorway as Cora sweetly whispers a Greek lullaby to Kas before she leaves.She kisses her forehead and brushes her sister’s cheek before she finally leaves the room.

"I will stay for now.I can say goodbye when she wakes up.Then I will make peace with my fate.I must help my Agrios.If their wolves come here, please have kindness,"

Cora requests in a soft tone as she watches Kas from the doorway.I hold my hand out to her, palm up, so she can place hers in mine, extending the courtesy of the more primal interaction to make her comfortable.

When the sensation of her ambient energy courses through me, I feel Saint howling with happiness.

As much as he tries to play it off, it's clear that she is special to him, too.

"Thank you for helping me understand, Cora.I have another question,"

I look her in the eye.

She simply nods with approval to ask, "My guard Marco told me you said you had to be named Persephone.Why is that?"

"Because of the Waiting Room," she looks to the ground.

For a moment, I think she is going to pull her hand away, but she keeps it on top of mine, "The Waiting Room was a gift from Mespyrian.Goddess of, ahhh...vasanistirio?"

I pull out my phone and find a translator site.I hold the phone between us, "Can you say it again?"

She repeats herself tentatively, leaning her face toward the phone, like she’s not sure how it works.I realize when she backs away, she probably doesn’t know how it works.I look at the translation on the screen and my eyes go wide.

"The Goddess of Torture?" I feel my voice crack.

"Yes.Goddess Persephone’s daughter.Gift to our Mother in return for honor to her Mother," Cora explains.

"So your name was different before Goddess Mespyrian created the Waiting Room?"иσνєℓєвσσк.¢σмI ask cautiously.I can’t imagine having your name taken away from you because someone wants to honor their mother.

"It is no matter, Bronx.A dead name," she looks at me blankly.

I point into the room where

her face looks uncomfortable.She looks in the room again, then

looking to the ground again as

forward to raising you.Please,

her

step closer, I wrap her in a hug.She

me on the back before she pulls away, "Send for me and I will come

she

she is around the corner, I go back into

the side of the bed, letting my arm

wall clock lulls me

has my life turned into? A world of Greek gods and goddesses? Reincarnated hundreds of times? My mate gives birth to

fingers running through my hair.I sit up with a deep breath and look around on

on the bed.I look up at the

Kas’s

Baby.Let me

cup from the side table.I push the button on the side of the bed so she

the cup back, clearing her throat, "I didn’t have a premonition, Bronx.I was somehow able to

whole time you were out.The doctors think it was a delayed reaction from healing me, then slowing down the entire ballroom, then the news about you and Cora.You just

came to see you.When you’re ready, she would like

"Goodbye?"

Kas looks startled.

to get her affairs in order before, well,

my lips, trying to avoid using a more morbid description, "but she wants to see

expression on

the window for a minute.I sit silently and watch her.I can see in her face she wants

deep breath and looks me square in the

Something seems off.

of her mind,

smiles, her cheeks flush as she looks at me, pulling me

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