Triskele by Serena Akeroyd

Author:Serena Akeroyd [Akeroyd, Serena]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781723862175
Amazon: 1723862177
Publisher: Independently Published
Published: 2018-09-21T00:00:00+00:00

8

Thalia

The minute she crossed the threshold, she was encompassed in a hug.

It was a hug that scented of lemon verbena, cinnamon, and sugar.

Her grandmother’s scent hadn’t changed in years, even if, when Thalia pulled back to kiss her cheeks, the woman had.

Faintly.

Rosa Lyndhoven, though she was approaching her second century, looked like she was in her forties. And she was hot too. Even Thalia could admit that.

Her hair was curled up in a high chignon that took it off her face and bared cheekbones that Thalia had inherited. They were ice pick sharp and perfectly framed lips that were currently slick with ruby red paint. Her eyes, a dark navy blue, were decorated with thick, curly lashes that had beads of tears in them as she stared down at her granddaughter.

And her figure?

Well, if Thalia looked like her Nanna when she hit two hundred, her mates were going to be very lucky men.

“Oh, Nanna, I can’t believe I’m here. At last!” Her voice was hoarse with emotion, both excitement and fear, worry and wonder.

She was scared she was going to wake up, while feeling wondrous at the knowledge this was no dream.

This was happening.

Her grandmother’s arms were around her, her other grandfathers were close, and at her back, were her two mates.

Two.

Mates.

She’d been dying for them, on the inside, waiting for them, and they’d heeded her call almost instantaneously. Had appeared right when she needed them most.

She shuddered in Rosa’s arms and let herself be kissed on the cheeks once more.

“It’s wonderful to see you, my darling,” Rosa whispered, and having been in America for so long, she’d long since lost her Italian accent.

Even the faintest traces that Thalia could remember seemed to have disappeared, which sucked. Because Rosa had told the best bed-time stories—Thalia had the sweetest memories of her grandmother’s Italian-tinged voice recounting some of the Brothers Grimm fairytales.

“I love you, my darling,” she whispered fiercely, shifting her hands to cup Thalia’s face then anointing both cheeks with yet another kiss.

“Stop hogging the girl,” Matthew grumbled, making Thalia squeal as she leapt out of one set of arms into another welcoming pair.

Matthew squeezed her just as hard as Louis, and when Ade got his hands on her, she knew she was with the family who had always loved her.

Flaws and all.

Why her folks hadn’t just dumped her on her grandparents, she’d never know. Why keep her close, neglect her, when she could have been here? Safe, under the watchful eye of people who gave a damn about her, in whose best interests it was to keep her contained and secure?

Thalia knew she’d throw that on the list of things she’d never forgive her parents for, but it was already higher than a mountain, so there was no point in tossing more shit against it.

No amount of apologies would ever herald a halfway normal relationship between her and her parents. As sad as it was, it was also true. But she could cope with that as long as she had Rosa, Louis, Ade, and Matthew.

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