Unveilded by the Depths

Mr. James

Nixie

The minute we close the door. "What was that?"

I wiggle my eyebrows at her. "I have ways now, Sybil."

"You don't have powers til you ascend, right?"

I shake my head. "My goddess powers are using Becca's DNA to manifest early. I got a few tricks."

"Nixie?"

I grin. "Alpha told us to figure out what Randall's roll is in this. So, let's do that." I take out my phone and text the number supplied by Gale.

Nix: Hello, Randall. It's been a while. Care for a chat? Nixie Ward.

Randall: Prove it. What is the last thing you remember about me?

Nix: You walked me home from school and stabbed me with something. Told me you had to protect me.

Randall: Becca?

Nix: Becca is currently out of my life. Trying to keep it that way. Thus, my contact. I have questions.

Randall: when and where?

Nix: ASAP and wherever, just not after dark.

Randall: I can be at the park in fifteen minutes.

Nix: I'll be there.

"Is this a good idea?" Sybil asks.

"I have no idea," I tell her. "But I need to talk to him, and he didn't hurt me last time."

"Last time you were a cherubic six-year-old."

"Are you implying I am less that sweet now, Sybil?"

"I'm implying you are a fricken goddess, girl. Not a sweet child. Children are, generally, protected. Adults..." She tips her hand back and forth.

I ignore the warning. "My gut says I need the info he has. Good or bad, I need to do this."

"Should I be prepared to get help?"

I take her to the dining room and show her the food. "Just stay here. I'll be back or not. But I'll warn you, don't go back to the meeting until you hear from me."

"How?"

"Human way." I hold up my phone. She types in her contact number.

"How are you getting to him in five minutes?"

I wink, picture the park in my head and wave as I pop.

He's sitting on a bench. While older, I still recognize him, and I'm pleased to note the Randy from Becca's house was not him. "Hello."

"Hello, my dear. You've changed."

I sigh. "That was beyond my control."

"Please, sit." He waves to the bench. "I don't care for you looming over me."

I sit down next to him. Unlike the rest of Becca's men, he never gave me the heebie-jeebies. "What did you need from Becca so badly you risked death?"

"You."

"Excuse me?"

He chuckles. "Believe it or not, I do not want all supernaturals dead. Just the ones practicing, or hunting, in our realm. But many years ago, I met a seer. She explained to me that one day a child would be born, a child who was to have never happened again. A child who would protect humans and supernaturals alike from evil."

"And?"

"And I had a role to play."

"A role?"

He nods. "It was my duty to find a witch and give her my child. Becca seemed a good fit as she already had a child. But then I saw you and I knew."