Soul Court Ascension: The Complete Trilogy by Mel Harding-Shaw

Author:Mel Harding-Shaw [Harding-Shaw, Mel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Coruscate Press
Published: 2024-03-04T00:00:00+00:00

Bast wasn’t back soon. Darkness had fallen by the time he’d finished up with his tasks and the city’s leaders. Plates of food had quietly appeared on his desk from Ana as he worked, and little Kaia had come and curled up on one of his chairs for a while. But his Hellcat hadn’t hunted him down to see what had kept him.

“She spent the day with Tir and Kaia,” Ra said, taking pity on him when he checked his phone for the ninth time and told himself it was good she hadn’t reached out. Even though he’d bled his feelings into words for her before he’d shut her out. Words she hadn’t returned.

“Any news from Mica?” he asked, ignoring his friend’s smirk at his obvious deflection.

“No.”

“Have you been in touch with him since that call?”

“No.”

Bast looked up at Ra, momentarily distracted from his own aching heart by the uncharacteristic neutrality in his friend’s voice.

“Everything OK?” he asked softly.

“He’s the consummate politician. He knew exactly what he was doing when he said what he did. It was a threat. And Kaia was the leverage. Children are not fucking leverage,” Ra said, emotion finally returning to his voice as his words became clipped with anger.

“Mica was just playing the game,” Bast said carefully, tidying his desk as he stood to leave.

He was still furious at the Earth Lord, but it had been years since Ra had shown a genuine interest in anyone after they’d left his immediate orbit. He wasn’t going to encourage his friend to make a rash decision to end whatever potential they had going based on one conversation.

“And if that’s how he wants to play it, he can find someone else to play with. You need to get going. The artificer will bail if you’re late,” Ra said.

Bast sighed and dropped the subject. He’d tried, at least. Pausing by Ra on his way out, he offered his raised hand at heart-height—the handclasp ironically reserved for one’s closest friends and the enemies against whom you needed to prove your strength. People who made you feel, be it good or bad. When Ra returned the grip, he pulled his friend into a hug.

“Thanks for having my back on this.”

“Always, brother,” Ra said. “I just wish it wasn’t necessary.”

Bast flicked Hel a text as he made his way to the elevator—On my way. Flying out in fifteen.

She hadn’t replied by the time he reached the dark penthouse. The only illumination in the living space was the dim light from the entryway and what little moonlight made it through the windows.

“Hel!” he called, irritated that she wasn’t ready even though he’d kept her waiting for the better part of a day.

There was no response. Nor was there when he knocked softly on her bedroom door. He knew she was in there, their bond thrumming with proximity. Was she asleep? He stepped into her room and glanced around. Still no sign of her, but the tug in his soul was drawing him to the en-suite door.

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