Chapters (44)
- The Rising
- Table of Contents
- The Work
- The New
- The Miracle
- The Battle of the Heights
- The Losses
- The Rejection
- The Grieving
- The Brother
- The Legends
- The Women
- The Ink
- The Vengeance
- The Report
- The New Airen
- The Introduction
- The Adrift
- The Finding
- The Training
- The Assignments
- The Shimmering
- The Interrogation
- The Drawing
- The Revelation
- The Escape
- The Rainbow
- The Discussion
- The Deep
- The Dragons
- The Visit
- The Reckoning
- The Twist
- The Examination
- The Tomes
- The Feint
- The Pursuit
- The Rising
- The Aftermath
- Chapter One Hundred & Fifty-Five
- The Epilogue
- About the Author
- Books by Kristen Ashley
- Connect with Kristen Ashley
And then he strode into the glade.
Mars looked to Aramus then to True.
True looked to Mars then to Aramus.
Aramus grinned at the both of them.
“Cass!” they heard Ellie hiss. “We’re having Sisters of the Beast time.”
“Well, now it’s Sisters and Brothers of the Beast time,” Cassius retorted.
The remaining men looked into the glade.
Cass had wrested his sleeping daughter from her mother and was dropping to his arse, then falling back to rest his head on his wife’s belly, his still surprisingly sleeping daughter wrapped in his arms.
Ha-Lah was the first to look their way as the rest started striding to them.
“We’re being invaded,” she warned.
“I don’t mind,” Silence said.
Mars grinned at his queen.
“I don’t either,” Farah added.
True winked at his wife.
Ha-Lah said nothing, but she smiled at her husband, who smiled in return.
The men claimed their children, and all settled in the grass, Aramus doing it much the same as Cass, though he had one arm around his son, the fingers of his other hand tangled in his Ha-Lah’s curls.
And Mars arranged his Silence so her head rested on his stomach.
But when he did this, no one was surprised when a wee monkey came out from the curtain of her hair and snuggled into her papa’s chest next to her beloved tot.
And True fell to his back with Farah curling down his side with her head resting on his shoulder.
After they had settled, they were quiet, eyes to the sky, and naught to be heard but the sound of the wind rustling the leaves.
And as all were peering at the heavens, no one saw two sets of eyes shade with a starry night. And two sets become a verdant green. And two, blue waves crashing. The last two, blithely dancing flames.
They lay, husbands and wives, sisters and brothers, in peace.
And no one paid any mind to the two unicorns and their wee babe pulling at the green blades not too far from their sides.
Faunus of the Trusted
Manor House of a Trusted, Fire City
FIRENZE
Faunus woke, and she was pressed down his side, her legs tangled in his, and behind her, his legs were tangled in both of theirs.
His eyes opened and he turned his head and tucked his chin in his throat.
This was because her hand was coasting down his stomach.
When she sensed him awake, she gave him a cheeky grin and wrapped her fingers around his morning erection.
He growled and reached to her, taking her hips in his hands and hauling her atop him.
Since she already had hold, she bent over him, planting a hand in his chest, and guiding his cock to her with her other.
Moira bore down and at the glorious feel of his woman’s sleek, Faunus surged up.
They woke Saturn with their movements, and he moved as well.