Page 23 of Deep Love

Chapter Nine

Delphi

“No!” I pounded my fistsagainst the walls. While I hadn’t been able to see Mason as he spoke with Solari in the next room, I’d immediately sensed he was in Seraphia and I’d heard everything he’d said. I’d basked in the fact that he wanted to have children with me, to create a family together. I wanted that too. So damn much.

And he was a genius for the angle he was playing with trying to win Solari over.

Human-werewolf-angel babies? Fucking brilliant!

But of course it was a clever plan. I’d expect nothing less from Mason, Alpha of the Ferguson pack, chef at Moose’s Diner, and owner of my entire heart.

Solari had sounded as if she’d been about to agree, but then I felt Mason leave Seraphia. Felt the loss like a knife to my gut. I had my wings back, but I was still human. I hadn’t forgotten Mason yet or the endless love I had for him.

“Why did you send him back?” I yelled, my fists still beating against the wall. “Mason and I were meant to be together!”

“Indeed you were.”

I turned to face Solari who had appeared in the room. “He figured out a way to come here, to make a plea for me, to propose an alliance with you, and you sent him back without me.”

Solari’s wings were out in a resting position close to her back and they bristled slightly as she walked a circle around me. “What did you think of his proposed alliance? Would you wish to be returned as an angel inhabiting a human body and act as my liaison? Do you want to produce heirs for the Ferguson pack? Are you agreeable to having me play a part in shaping your young into individuals who act on behalf of humans, werewolves, and angels?”

That was a great many questions, but my answer was the same for all of them.

“Yes.”

“You don’t need to time to contemplate these questions?” Solari clasped her hands in front of her.

“What’s to contemplate? I know that as long as Mason and I are together, whatever life we make and however our children are raised will be wonderful.”

“And you have no problems reporting to me? Traveling between Earth and Seraphia on occasion for different matters?”

An excitement rattled around inside me. Solari was considering Mason’s wild plan.

“As long as you don’t take me away from anything important involving the many children Mason and I will have, then I am happy to work for you, Solari.”

“Many children?”

I shrugged one shoulder. “Why stop at one or two?”

The flood of love I’d felt on my first trip to Seraphia when Solari herself had welcomed me crashed over me. I actually stumbled back a few steps under the power of the emotion, the warmth, the sheer joy that filled my heart.

“I suppose allowing you to return would be sufficient apology for casting you out in the first place,” Solari said. “I am truly sorry for that mistake, Delphi. Human investigators looked into the trainwreck and determined that a group of humans had an elaborate plot to kill everyone on that train. They planned to pin it on a handful of politicians who were traveling on the train to damage their re-election campaigns. That group is the same group of souls that was re-routed.”

“Only they didn’t get re-routed,” I said. “They went exactly where they were supposed to go.”

“Correct. I’m not sure how your name came to me as the one responsible, but it is matters such as these that you would be most useful as a liaison on Earth.”

“Because you’re going to agree to Mason’s suggestions?” I pressed my hands together in a prayer motion.

“We’ll have another meeting after I’ve had a chance to consider what I want your role to be exactly and what our goals should be in terms of the unity your werewolf hopes to achieve.”

I opened my mouth to agree, but Solari’s golden wings spread and she opened her arms to me.

“Come here, Delphi.”

I stepped into her embrace and her goddess wings wrapped around me. I felt incredibly safe and peaceful in that winged cocoon, but when her wings slowly peeled away, I was crouched by a lake.

One that I knew.