Warriors of Poseidon 06 - Atlantis Betrayed

from a Fae princess who used to borrow my lipstick,” Fiona said, smiling, but then she turned solemn. “The shifters he enthralled?”
    “Already released. Please extend my apologies to the families of the ones he killed. We will extend monetary reparation, for what little that does to help. Lucinda, the alpha you rescued with your sacrifice, will heal.”
    “How do you know—”
    “I have my ways.” Maeve said. “How do you think I always knew where to find the hot guys in school?”
    “The hot guys found you,” Fiona said, smiling a little. “Thank you for what you said about the shifters. I’ll tell Lucinda.”
    Maeve laughed. “Never thank a Fae, or you will become beholden. You can send me more Chanel for a solstice gift to pay this small debt.”
    With that, Maeve led them to the way out of the Summer Lands. In a short time, Fiona, Christophe, and Declan were standing on the steps outside of Fairsby Manor, dazed, as Hopkins and the Atlanteans Atlantis Betrayed – Warriors of Poseidon 06
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    rushed toward them. The sun shone brightly overhead. Christophe gave Justice his sword and the two exchanged nods.
    “What in the name of all the gods happened to you?” Bastien demanded. “You were in there for more than two weeks.”
    Declan blushed a fiery red. “Um—”
    The Atlanteans stared at him, fascinated.
    “Nymphs,” Christophe said dryly.
    “Ohhhh. Nymphs,” Brennan said. “So will we be going back in around nine months from now on another rescue mission?”
    “What?” Fiona rounded on her brother, but then her cheeks flamed red as she realized. “Oh. Ohhhhh.”
    Declan hung his head, his cheeks as hot as his sister’s. “Trust me, sis. You don’t want to know the details.”
    Justice bowed to Fiona. “My sword, my lady? Did it help?”
    “Yes, Just holding it made me braver.”
    “I doubt that’s even possible,” Christophe said.
    “Can we go home now?” Declan asked. “I really need to go home now.”
    “How about we go home now?” Christophe opened a portal, and this time it flared to brilliant life as soon as he called. Interesting, that.
    “And never say the word nymph again?” Declan pleaded.
    Christophe always claimed, later, that it was one of the others who started laughing first.

Chapter 40
Campbell Manor
    When all the tales had been told, the experiences recounted, and the promises made to Declan that he would never, ever, tell anybody else, especially Hopkins or Fiona, the exact details about finding Declan with the nymphs, Christophe knew it was time to go. His friends had gone through a portal hours earlier, but he had been content to sit, holding Fiona as dusk’s shadows claimed the corners of the room.
    “I need to return to Atlantis and report in,” he finally said, unable to put it off any longer. He opened his hand and they both looked at the Siren, so innocent and quiet in his hand. “This must be restored to the Trident immediately.”
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    “You didn’t give it to the others to return,” Fiona said softly. “Why?”
    “It’s something I need to do. This mission, from beginning to end. Does that make any sense?”
    She kissed him, hard. “It makes a great deal of sense. So call the portal and get it over with, and then come back to me.”
    “I’ve never made love to you in your office,” he said, putting the Siren on her desk and filling his hands with her breasts, which were infinitely more pleasant to hold.
    “Oh, that is a terrible oversight,” she agreed. She wiggled out of his arms and crossed to the door, locked it, and then turned around to face him.
    “What exactly are you going to do about it?”
    He leapt across the space separating them and pinned her to the door with his body. “I believe there was a debt owed,” he said solemnly.
    “A debt?”
    “A spanking.”
    Her mouth fell open. “Oh, no, you’re not going to spank me.”
    He nodded, trying to keep a straight face. “Oh, yes. Naked.”
    She tried to answer, but her mouth got tangled up trying to tell him all the ways he was not going to spank her. He finally gave in and started laughing and she glared at him.
    “Oh, you’re going to pay for that, partner,” she threatened him.
    “Gladly.” He bent his head and kissed her as if his very life depended on taking her mouth right that moment. Perhaps it did. All he knew was he had to have her. Now.
    “On your desk?” he suggested,