The Demigod Complex
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Leia’s heart swelled. She went up on tiptoe to place a light kiss on his lips, inhaling his now- familiar scent. “So have I,” she whispered.
“Thank the gods.” His arms tightened around her almost painfully, but she didn’t protest. He leveled a strangely intense look on her. “Be my wife, my partner in this unending, extraordinary life?”
She blinked, both her emotions and her mind still catching up, not expecting either a declaration of love or a proposal, let alone in the same night.
Before she could answer, he rushed into speech. “Don’t say no. We can relocate. I’ve already started searching for property close to your spring.”
She shook her head. “I’ll trade with a nymph closer to here. A spring in Greece is a real find these days, so it shouldn’t be difficult.”
The tense muscles of his shoulders relaxed slightly. He searched her gaze. “Are you sure?”
“Yes.” Gods yes. “Wherever you are is home for me.”
Air punched from him and he leaned his forehead against hers. “I don’t deserve you.”
Instead of tossing off a joke, she kissed him gently. “You won my love with every good part of you.”
“It doesn’t hurt that I’m pretty hot, either.” He waggled his eyebrows, so different from the solemn, often irritated Castor she’d started working for a year ago.
She rolled her eyes. “Did you know…”
For once he waited for the end of that statement.
She flashed a mischievous smile. “…vanity is just not sexy at all.”
“I’ll show you sexy.” He swung her off her feet, into his arms, and strode toward her bedroom.
Leia wrapped her arms around her neck, snuggling against him in a delicious way, because she was allowed now. Free with him because forever was just on the horizon. “How about we take a bath,” she whispered in his ear, and felt his shiver against her body.
Castor stopped walking, the evidence of his reaction to her words surging against her hip and driving her own need higher. “Are you sure?” he asked.
She nibbled at his ear. “I want to find out what all the hype is about. With you. I’ve been waiting to share this with the man I love.”
Castor swallowed. With a grin that made her laugh, he changed direction. “Your request is my command.”
Epilogue
Delilah sat behind her large and elaborately carved mahogany desk—a gift from a grateful phoenix—and kicked off her sky-high stilettos, scrunching her toes into the deep-pile carpet to relieve her cramping feet. The shoes worked for the image she insisted on projecting to the world, but boy did they kill.
She reached for the mail her assistant, Naiobe, had left neatly stacked in its tray. She opened the first envelope and smiled when she discovered a wedding invitation from Leia and Castor. About time, too. With a flick, she flipped over the envelope, scrunching her nose at the “and Guest” beside her name. Not that she’d be attending the wedding. She had a strict no weddings, matings, funerals, or ceremonies in general rule. Over the years, she’d found they weren’t particularly fun.
She hadn’t attended Tala and Marrok’s mating ceremony either, despite the fact she’d arranged that particular union—a brilliant move on her part, if she said so herself. Or she would say so if they could figure out what the fuck wasn’t working in that relationship. They’d done a good job of hiding it from people—after all, their union wasn’t wanted by many in both their packs, and with the sign from the gods being faked, they couldn’t exactly let others see the growing gulf between them.
But Delilah could tell.
Why were relationships so damn hard? She’d practically handed the wolf pair the perfect situation on a silver platter. They’d better not screw it up. She’d give them six months before taking matters into her own hands.
Couldn’t be having dissatisfied customers, now could she?
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Acknowledgments
No matter what is going on in my life, I get to live out my dream surrounded and supported by the people I love—a blessing that I thank God for every single day. Writing and publishing a book doesn’t happen without the support and help from a host of incredible people.
To my readers (especially my Awesome Nerds Facebook fan group!)… Thanks for going on this ride with me. Sharing my worlds with you is a huge part of the fun. Castor and Leia’s story started out with the idea of picking random supernatural creatures and making them fall in love. And boy did I find out how fun that is. I hope you fell in love with my nymph and demigod and their story as much as I did. If you have a free sec, please think about leaving a review. Also, I love to connect with my readers, so I hope you’ll drop a line and say “Howdy” on any of my social media!
To my editor, Heather Howland…this was a rough one when it was supposed to be easy. Thank goodness we practically share a brain. Thanks for hanging in there with me.
To my Entangled family…best team in the business!
To my agent, Evan Marshall…you’re my rock!
To my author sisters and friends…you are the people I feel most me with, and you inspire me every single day.
To my support team of beta readers, critique partners, writing buddies, reviewers, RWA chapters, writer’s guild, friends, and family (you know who you are)…thank you, thank you, thank you.
Finally, to my own partner in life and our awesome kids…I don’t know how it’s possible, but I love you more every day.
About the Author
Award-winning paranormal romance author Abigail Owen grew up consuming books and exploring the world through her writing. She loves to write witty, feisty heroines, sexy heroes who deserve them, and a cast of lovable characters to surround them (and maybe get their own stories). She currently resides in Austin, Texas, with her own personal hero, her husband, and their two children, who are growing up way too fast.
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