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.

who it matters to, Cora," I point into the room where Kas

uncomfortable.She looks in the room again, then

a whisper, looking to the ground again as if she has said something

forward to

pull her

in a hug.She

she pulls away, "Send for me and I will come to say my

and watch as she walks silently down the

the corner, I

chair and lean against the side of the bed, letting my arm drape across Kas’s

clock lulls me into a sense of calm as I

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

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

her spot on the bed.I look up at

morning, Sweetheart," Kas’s voice sounds

Baby.Let me get you some

and grab a cup from the side table.I push

drinks the water deeply and hands the cup back, clearing her throat, "I didn’t have a premonition, Bronx.I was somehow able

your mate bond the 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

of which, Cora came to see you.When you’re ready, she would like to come say

"Goodbye?"

Kas looks startled.

to get her affairs in order

avoid using a more morbid

on

for a minute.I sit silently and watch her.I can see in her face she wants to speak candidly

a deep breath and looks me square in

Something seems off.

in the depths of her mind, something is brewing.I

some getting used to," she smiles, her cheeks flush as she looks at me, pulling

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