The Accidental Gargoyle by Dakota Cassidy

Author:Dakota Cassidy
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dakota Cassidy

Chapter

Eight

Quinn, beautiful with chestnut-brown hair in a long dovetail braid over her shoulder, dressed in a billowy white shirt and red, pencil-slim skirt, and Khristos, dark and the complete opposite of Quinn’s softer features, greeted them when they got to Nina’s castle.

Castle. (Would he ever get used to saying that?)

Would he ever get used to the idea that he was in the same room as the Goddess of love, her husband and a demon?

Somehow, he’d expected to find a woman in a diaper with a bow and arrow, akin to Cupid or something, and a guy with horns and a long forked tail.

Instead, a beautiful woman and her equally good-looking husband were here, looking like a normal couple who’d won the attractive lottery, and an enormous man with high-top sneakers and a football jersey who resembled a squishy teddy bear.

Introductions were made, explanations were given, and then came the news Quinn and Khristos had brought with them.

Grabbing her friend’s hand, Quinn pulled Ingrid to the large wood dining table that could easily seat twenty people. “First, I need you to know I’m here for you, just like you were for me when I became Aphrodite. Always.”

Ingrid gave her friend a hard hug. “I know. I also know how this goes. So whatever it is, just let me have it.”

“Griff,” Khristos said, his voice grave. “You might want to sit, too.”

He gulped, but he sat down next to Ingrid, who, even in all the chaos, he noted smelled like peppermint and vanilla, making his nose twitch.

“Okay, so we talked to Esther-Lou—that’s the first Aphrodite’s real name,” she told Griff. “And Kenny is right. A female gargoyle is very, very rare, and more so, exceptionally valuable.”

Ingrid’s face went chalk white as she gulped, and without thinking, Griff reached for her hand and held it tight.

“I don’t understand what makes me so valuable. Is it because I can have baby gargoyles? I’ll give them all the baby gargoyles they want. I mean, as long as the guy is cute and it means I don’t end up dead. I know that sounds like I’m a little loose, but a girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do to survive.”

Quinn pushed Ingrid’s soft brown hair from her face. “No, honey. It’s because in gargoyle form, your heart…you know, that big thing you have in your chest that everyone loves so much? It will eventually turn into a jewel. A rare, priceless ruby called a Sunrise Ruby. There are none in the world right now, and you’ll be growing the one and only in your chest in no time flat. That’s part of the reason your turn is taking so long.”

Griff’s head spun, and his heart—the one that apparently wasn’t a priceless ruby—pounded in fear for Ingrid. “So what you’re saying is, someone will want to kill Ingrid for her heart?”

Khristos nodded, his dark head, his square jaw tight. “This has been going on forever. Female gargoyles have been captured and their hearts harvested for centuries—which is why they’ve died out.

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