Goddess Of The Underworld

Chapter 132 Chapter 133 Envy 92% I woke to quiet. Blanket to my chin, hand where it goes now, right on my little bump. My mates were surrounding me; honestly, it was a little creepy how they were all staring. "Did I miss something?" I asked, stretching my legs. "You did, little mate," Xavier said softly. That tone flipped me from warm to on-guard in a heartbeat. I pushed up on my elbows. "Witches," Levi said. "They're the ones using the rogues," Noah added. "Do I dare ask what they want?" No one answered. Four sets of eyes dipped, not far, just enough to hit the curve under my palm.

"Our baby," I whispered. They nodded. Air thinned for a second and then remembered my lungs. "Tell me all of it," I said. "Plain and simple." Noah slid a glass into my hand like he'd rehearsed it. "Two wolves were controlled at the north fence," he said. "Eyes wrong. Mouths open. Voices came out that weren't theirs. They said they speak for Salira and they want our baby." Haiden hooked his thumbs in his pockets, jaw tight. "We burned what we could burn. No pack injuries. Pride took a bruise." "Fuck." I swore under my breath and was already reaching for my phone.

"I need to call my mum." Four heads nodded. No one tried to talk me out of it. Xavier thumbed the speaker off so it would be just us. I paced once, two steps, turn, back because sitting felt like drowning. 1/4 14:02 Wed, Sep 3 C Chapter 133 She picked up on the first ring. "Evelina?" "It's me." My voice came out steady. "Witches, have been getting close" I said. "They used two of our wolves like mouthpieces. Said the name Salira. Said they want my baby." Silence, and then the sound of a chair scraping. "Where are you?" "Home. Underworld.

Safe." I pressed my palm low, like I could hold the promise there. "Your brothers are already on their way so they can be there for your shift. This isn't good timing, they must know you and your pup will be vulnerable during the transition period." "What do I do, Mum?" The words came out small before I could stop them. For a second it felt like the floor kept sliding and I was just a girl again, waiting for someone to tell me where to put my feet. "You stay strong," she said, steady as a post.

"You protect yourself, you protect your family, and you keep fighting anything and everything that stands in your way. Okay?" "Okay," I whispered, letting her strength settle into my spine. "We'll speak soon. I love you, Evelina." "I love you too, Mum." I ended the call and stared at the black screen long enough to see my own face in it. Then I looked up. Four men, four different kinds of worry. All mine. I sat and tucked my phone into my lap and stared at the black screen a moment too long. My chest was tight, lungs stubborn. "Envy." Xavier's voice pulled me back.

He crouched in front of me, his hands sliding up my calves to steady me. "Breathe, little mate. You're not in this alone." Noah slid onto the couch beside me, arm around my shoulders. Haiden hooked his chin into my hair from the other side, his warmth immediate, solid. Levi didn't crowd me-he just reached across the table and rested his palm open, steady, like I could anchor there if I needed to. "You're safe," Xavier said, leaning closer. His thumb brushed over the curve of my bump. "We'll keep it that way." 2/4 Wed, Chapter 133 92% My throat worked, but words came thin. "They want our baby.

My mum... she told me to stay strong. But that feels so small when the whole world keeps trying to take pieces of us." "It's not small," Levi said quietly. "It's the core of it. You're still here. Still fighting. That's everything." Haiden kissed the side of my head. "And you don't carry it alone. We'll bleed before they touch you. All of us." I pressed into Noah's chest, let him wrap me tighter, and finally exhaled. "Alright," Xavier said after a moment, voice shifting from comfort to command. "We face what's in front of us. Three fronts. First: your shift. Six nights.

It's not a choice, it's coming. Felix has already put himself forward. That means it's on us to make it clean. Safe. Controlled. We plan it like a battle. Time, place, who's standing where. Nobody improvises." Levi leaned forward, forearms braced on his knees. "Second: the witches. Salira has been behind the rogues from the start. We're not talking about shadows anymore, we have a name. And if she's bold enough to announce herself, she's bold enough to slip. That means she leaves a trail. We use it. Ward the borders, pull trackers in, and start tracing her network. She wants you afraid, Envy.

We turn it back on her." Noah's tone was steady, the one he used when he wanted me to feel his certainty. "And third: the envoy. Elliot's people. Two mornings from now. They'll bring proof or lies. Doesn't matter which. We meet them with our eyes open and our questions sharp. If they're family, they'll show it. If they're enemies, they'll expose themselves. Either way, we'll be ready." 1122 The silence after wasn't heavy, it was grounded. The weight hadn't lessened, but it had been shared out, each piece claimed by someone who knew how to hold it.

My hand slid back over my bump, and four bigger hands layered over mine, one by one. A wall. "Okay," I whispered. "Then we fight. On all of it." "Damn right," Haiden said, grinning like a man itching for the next swing. "I'll sharpen my teeth." "Together," Xavier said, steady as stone. 3/4 Chapter 133 92% "Always," Noah finished. Levi just looked at me, quiet and unflinching, like a man promising with his silence what words could never hold. I looked down at my belly, softly making circles. Look at your Daddys protecting you already little one. You will be so loved. Chapter Comments