Sin & Salvation (Demigod of San Francisco #3)(44)

My backyard. My large, carefully tended backyard.

The crash of the waves pounding against the cliff face pulsed through the room and my body. The pull of the current tugged at my awareness, a strange feeling that I imagined would be ten times stronger and more useful if I were actually in the ocean.

Kieran had given me a bigger dose of his magic last night, and my blood was singing. I’d also imparted a bigger dose of my magic on him—if the soul connection could be called as such—and could feel his tranquility and contentment as though it were my own. Or maybe it was.

I smiled and stopped by the sink as I felt the distance between us increase. He was on his way to the magical government building, then to the magical fair that was about to open in the dual-society zone. In other words, he was keeping up appearances.

Somewhere along the way he’d have to talk to his father, too. He hadn’t told his dad, in person, that he was moving out.

My stomach flipped and I let out a breath slowly, aiming for calm.

Steady girl, we’re not under fire yet.

I opened an empty drawer and stared at the interior blankly, willing my worry to drift away. I needed to furnish this kitchen. The guys needed to cook, and to do that, they needed appliances and kitchenware.

There has to be a better use of my time.

“I’m going shopping,” I said, pushing for exuberance. I took another deep breath, ignoring the anxious feelings coming through the soul connection. It wouldn’t be long now before the battle. It sounded like Valens was practically knocking on our door.

I wasn’t ready.

It didn’t sound like any of us were.

“I NEED TO GET THINGS.” My volume had gotten away from me.

“You have bigger problems than a can opener,” Bria said. “What’s with—”

“Hey, Lexi,” Jack said, sauntering in with his laptop under his arm. Zorn followed a moment later, his expression harder than usual. “You about ready?”

“No. Maybe.” I patted my person, wondering if I needed to do anything before going out.

“Are you seeing this?” Bria gestured at me, her focus on Zorn.

“If it’s what I think it is, it’s an optical illusion,” Jack said in monotone. “It shows the viewer whatever they need to see to get the message across.” He paused for a moment. “Where’s Mordecai?”

I took two distracted steps before I remembered this wasn’t my mother’s house, and my ward was no longer within yelling distance.

“That’s going to take some getting used to,” I mumbled as I brought out my phone. Then I smiled. “I can no longer hear them fighting. That won’t take getting used to.” I brought up the text message app, cluing back in to the conversation around me. “What’s an optical illusion?”

“It’s exactly what you think it is,” Bria said tersely.

“What do you see?” Zorn asked her, his tone guarded. Jack shifted uncomfortably.

Bria shook her head, studying me. “It’s done now, right? She can’t undo this?”

“Undo what?” I put my hand to my chest. “What can’t I undo?”

“I’ve heard that only death can strip someone of the mark of a Demigod,” Jack said. “I’m not certain he knows he did it, though.”

I frowned in confusion.

“Are you sure?” Zorn asked, stepping up to the island so he could get a better look at Jack’s face.

“I can’t be positive, but…” Jack switched the laptop to the other arm. “When they came downstairs, I didn’t do a very good job of containing my surprise. Usually, if Kieran doesn’t like my reaction to one of his decisions, he lets me know. In this case, I think he thought I was surprised he’d ignored his duties for half the day. He shrugged it off like it was no big deal.”

“It’s a very big deal,” Bria said.

“What doesn’t he know?” I demanded as Mordecai entered the kitchen wearing a sharp looking white button-up shirt and dark brown slacks that fit him perfectly. It reminded me of the outfit I’d wanted to buy for him, but couldn’t, the day I’d met Kieran. Kieran hadn’t just seen to my needs—he’d made sure the kids had new clothes as well.

“How could he not notice the effects of his handiwork?” Bria put a hand out toward me. “The warning is subtle, sure, but it’s undeniable.”

“You’re anxious for your friend, but you believe in her happiness. That’s why it’s only a slight warning. It’s telling you not to try and talk her out of this, or the mark holder will come for you.” Jack studied me. “I see a glowing aura. It makes her look angelic, which makes me less afraid of what she can do. It’ll make me better at protecting her.”

“Seriously, what are you guys talking about?” I spread my hands and looked down at my body again, seeing nothing out of the ordinary.

“I don’t see anything,” Mordecai said in confusion. “But she smells more like Demigod Kieran.”

“You already love and want to protect her,” Jack said. “She’s family, and your alpha, so that makes perfect sense. You’re clearly happy with her connection to Demigod Kieran.”

Warmth enveloped my heart. I still didn’t know what everyone was talking about, but if Mordecai accepted my boyfriend now, after adamantly warning me away from him…that made everything so much better.