Out of Chills Aphrodite - A Between the Chronicles Novella (The Goddess Chronicles Book 4) by Babin S.E

Author:Babin, S.E. [Babin, S.E.]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2016-10-05T04:00:00+00:00

Twenty minutes later I’d changed back into myself, thank goodness. Wearing Artie was hard. We were somewhere in the Olympian forest. As it turned out, once Stupid Cupid realized I didn’t care about being banished, and I wasn’t going to dump a friend who had no protection, he folded like a cheap suit. The immortals needed some lessons in loyalty. While the majority of us may have left her to the whims of others, that wasn’t what friends did and I was no longer that person. I loved Artie. And I was pretty sure she loved me. At least for now.

It was quite possible she was going to hate me once she realized what had happened, but by the gods I was at least going to save her first.

Immense trees blocked out most of the starlight leaving me to rely on my night vision to both see where I was going and keep up with the bumbling Cupid. He knew if he took one step out of line I was going to shish kebab him. I still hadn’t been able to get out of him why he wanted her, but I’d worry about that more once I saw that Artie was okay.

As we made our way up to the door I wondered why he’d chosen this place. It was hidden, yes, but anyone flying over could sense this place. It was a strange spot for someone supposedly so sneaky.

Cupid opened the door without saying a word and there was my friend, handcuffed with magic dampening ties and very, very pissed off.

But even worse than that were the four other women sitting beside her. I spared a death glare for Cupid as I entered the cabin.

Artie’s nostrils flared. Violet eyes flashed. “It took you long enough!”

I grinned. “I was making cookies with Clotho.”

She opened her mouth to say something, gave me a quizzical look, then shut it.

“Seriously,” I said.

Artie snorted and held her hands up. “It had to be something like that. I passed most of the time wondering what weird ass excuse you were going to have.”

I pulled Cupid over by the shirt collar. “Cut the cuffs.”

He cringed and shrank away. “She’s going to kill me.”

Artie stared at him like a hunter looks at delicious prey.

I shrugged. “I’d say you deserved it. Free her before I kill you myself.”

Cupid undid the magical lock and braced himself. Artie stood to her full height, rubbed her wrists and took a couple of steps toward the poor guy. She seemed no worse for the wear. Still didn’t explain why he wanted her in the first place.

She pulled him by the ear. “You got what you wanted. Free them. Now.”

I blinked. How did he get what he wanted? Once again, I was lost.

“She hasn’t helped me yet!”

Artie still hadn’t let go of his ear. “Have you asked her nicely?”

“Excuse me,” I interjected. “Asked who what?”

“He wants a wife,” Artie said.

I stared at Cupid, then looked over to the cuffed and blindfolded women. All of them except one appeared to be mortal.

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