Warriors of Poseidon 01.5 - Wild Hearts in Atlantis

her."
     
    Bastien made a grumbling sound. "You were indeed formidable as a panther."
     
    Ethan's eyes flared with interest. "This, too, is something I want to see and hear about.
    But another time." He bent to lift Fallon's broken body into his arms, as the headlights flashed in the driveway.
     
    "Another time," Kat echoed sadly. She and Bastien stood watching as Ethan drove off with his dead mate's body. Then she turned to face her own mate, as she now knew him to be.
     
    "I heard your sea god in my head," she told him, smiling a little. "He seems to think I'm his long-lost great-granddaughter or something."
     
    Bastien's eyes widened in wonder. "Poseidon spoke to you?"
     
    "Yes, and I think he did more than that. I think he helped me break through my gift to bring my panther out."
     
    "He does always admire courage, Poseidon," Bastien admitted.
     
    "But now, we have much to do."
     
    "First off, I need to get dressed," she pointed out.
     
    He laughed and swept her into his arms. "That would not be my first choice, lovely one."
     
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    "Bastien, we need to sit in on that council," she said, although she wished she could spend the next week hiding out in her bedroom with him.
     
    "And Prince Conlan must learn of these matters," Bastien added, walking toward the house with her in his arms.
     
    "We have to break this mind-thrall thing, and keep my people safe from it. Oh, and you need to get over your Ì'm the warrior, you hide in the bedroom' issues."
     
    He growled, then pressed a kiss to her lips as he went through the door, kicking it shut behind them. "I'll ignore that for now. We need to hammer out an alliance between your people and Atlantis, so your rogue shifters stop preying on humans."
     
    She sighed, rested her head on his shoulder. "This is no Ì hate my potential mother-in-law' petty problem between us, Bastien. Our problems might be…"
     
    He kissed her again, thoroughly this time. By the time he raised his head, they were both trembling. "Our problems are the world's problems, mi amara. Even as we solve them, so do we secure the future of all of our races."
     
    She smiled, daring to hope. "Together?"
     
    Her warrior tightened his arms around her. "Together."
     
    THE END