BLACK LIES
book one in the 'chaos series'
in which a goddess falls apart because of love and a power she had no place in controlling overcoming her, threatening the lives of those around her, including the god she finds herself tied to by love.
LOKI...
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twelve "get away from me!"
Lusine no longer wanted to hear her father talking about the battle she'd have to endure. Instead she wanted to stem her rage into something else. Preferably, someone else.
So, when her sights lock onto Pelia and Lycus down the corridor her menacing grin flies onto her rosy red lips live a diving crow, scavenger of the lost. With her mind set on destruction and her heart betting on chaos, she was a combination for disaster and everyone knew it but her.
Striding along the hall, her hair bouncing behind her, she shoves past her brother, but he grabs her arm. With a smile she whirls around, the cat that got the cream. It's not her potential that terrifies Lycus, it's her grin.
Pelia stands to the side with her hands resting upon her flat stomach and an irritating smile. The smile of a woman who thinks she's won before the final bell has rung.
"Lusine," she begins and for once Lusine allows her to speak, "We were looking for you to deliver some brilliant news!" She glances at Lycus and even Lusine could see that there was no love in that exchange. Not from her side. There hadn't been for a long time. "I'm pregnant."
And with those two simple words Lusine rips her arm away from Lycus' warm grip. There wasn't a single part of her that believes the pilot in her claim. This was too convenient to be true.
"What?" She balls her hands into fists, seeing the familiar deviance in Pelia's glistening eyes taunting her like a red cloak to an enraged bull.
"Pelia, go into our room. I'll come to you after I have spoken with my sister." His voice compels Pelia to leave. Arguing with him would only reveal her true colours.
She gives him a kiss on the cheek, her eyes never leaving Lusine before turning and strutting into her room. In that moment, Lusine felt even more intoxicated with the urge to kill her.
"Lusine," He breathes as he turns back to her.
"Lycus," She responds shortly. After hearing the words from Pelia her whole intent on coming over here had been shattered and replaced with pain.
"I apologise for cutting you out of my life. Now I know how you feel, I am deeply sorry. But now you know why I had to do it. I couldn't be pulled down by the darkness when I am going to have a child. New life is delicate, Lusine." He folds his fingers together in front of himself as he looks at her, ever the patroniser.
Her eyes narrow. "You're having a child?" She asks, her suspicions getting the better of her judgement. Her doubt should be concealed until the striking moment. Used as a calling card before murder. Before she could return her life to the way it once was.
"You're going to be an aunt," He confirms, a content smile at his lips.
The pure and honest happiness in him left Lusine unable to deny her own solemn smile. Nothing about it was devious or snarling. It was sweet and jubilant as if she was truly happy about the fact she was going to have a niece or nephew, as if she was truly happy for her brother.
