I’m thinking about all the Ophion agents I encountered over the years. I never knew them in person, but the people who helped me organize the strike on the Spine, and worked with me for years before that … they’re all gone now.
It wasn’t your fault.
Asphodel Meadows was aimed at your sister. But butchering Ophion, the people in the camps … that was to punish me. Ophion aided me in your escape, and Rigelus wanted revenge.
Ruhn’s heart ached. We’ll make the Asteri pay for it.
She turned on her side, looking at him full in the face. Gods, she was beautiful.
How are you feeling? Her question was gentle. After … what happened with your father.
I don’t know, Ruhn said. It felt right in the moment, felt good, even. But now … He shook his head. I keep thinking about my mother, of all people. And what she’ll say. She might be the only person who’ll mourn him.
She loved him?
She was attached to him, even if he treated her as little more than a broodmare. But he kept her in comfort all these years, as a reward for birthing him a son. She was always grateful for that.
Lidia reached a hand across the narrow space between them and found his own—his fingers still strangely pale and uncalloused. But her skin was so soft and warm, the bones beneath so strong. You’ll find a way to live with what you did to your father. I did.
Ruhn lifted a brow. You …？
I killed him, yes. The words were frank, yet weary.
Why?
Because he was a monster—to me, and to so many others. I made it look like a rebel attack. Told Ophion to get their mech-suits and be waiting for him when his car drove through a mountain pass on its way to a meeting with me. They left a flattened vehicle and a corpse in their wake. Then burned the whole thing.
Ruhn blinked. Beheading my father seems like it was much … faster.
It certainly was. Her eyes held nothing but cold anger. I told the Ophion agents in the mech-suits to take their time squashing him in his car. They did.
Cthona, Lidia.
But I, too, wondered, about my mother after that, she said quietly. About Hecuba. Wondered what the Queen of the Valbaran Witches made of her ex-lover’s death. If she thought of me. If she had any interest, any at all, in reaching out to me after he died. But I never heard from her. Not once.
I’m sorry, he offered, and squeezed her hand. After a beat he asked, So you’re really not going back to the Ocean Queen?
No. Not as her spy. I meant every word earlier. I serve no one.
Is it weird to say I’m proud of you? Because I am.
She huffed a laugh and interlaced their fingers, her thumb stroking over the back of his hand. I see you, Ruhn, she said gently. All of you.
The words were a gift. His chest tightened. He couldn’t stop himself from leaning across the space and quietly, so no one around them might hear, pressing his mouth to hers.
The kiss was gentle, near silent. He pulled away after a heartbeat, but her free hand slid to his cheek. Her eyes glowed golden, even in the moonlit dimness of the stables. When we’re not sleeping in a stable surrounded by people, she said, mind-voice low—a purr that curled around his cock and gripped tight—I want to touch you.
His cock hardened at that, aching. He shut his eyes, fighting it, but her lips brushed his, silently teasing.
I want to ride you, she whispered into his mind, and slipped her hand from his to palm him through his pants. Ruhn bit down on his lower lip to keep from groaning. Her fingers slid down the length of him. I want this inside of me. She dug the heel of her palm along him, and he stifled a moan. I want you inside of me.
Fuck yeah was all he could manage to say, to think.
Her laughter echoed in his mind, and her lips slid from his to find the spot beneath his ear. Her teeth grazed over his too-hot skin, and he writhed against the hand she still had on him, the crackling hay so gods-damned loud—
“Please don’t fuck right next to us,” Flynn muttered from a few feet away.
“Ugh,” Bryce called from across the stables. “Really?”
Ruhn squeezed his eyes shut, fighting his arousal.
But Lidia laughed quietly. “Sorry.”
“Pervs,” Declan muttered, hay crinkling as he turned over.
Ruhn looked back to Lidia and saw her smiling, delight and mischief brightening her face.
And damn if it wasn’t the most beautiful thing he’d ever seen.
68
“You’re hovering.”
“Sorry, sorry.” Ithan paced the morgue that Hypaxia had swiftly converted into a lab. “I just don’t know what to do with myself while you’re working on all that science stuff.”