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the hair at her neck and sent shivers all over her body. She’d been dreading this moment: Them alone. Because now she’d have to deal with her husband. Turning in his arms, she looked up.
    His eyes were soft, full of the love she’d seen on the night he brought her back to Kelari, the night Ith and Aetha made him tell her he loved her.
    “Hi,” she said, self-conscious.
    Michael smirked. “I can already tell that marriage to a goddess is going to be…” he paused and pushed a tendril of hair off her forehead, “interesting.”
    In spite of everything, Venus laughed. “I have a feeling marriage to a half Ferether, half Kelvieri is going to be just as interesting.”
    “Oh, it is. Trust me.” Images of the two of them kissing, touching, and loving each other filled her mind.
    Her face got hot. “Seriously. Is that all you think about?”
    Michael chuckled. “No, I think about this too.”
    Another image, more sultry and graphic than the last entered her mind. She gasped. Electric butterflies danced low in her belly.
    Michael leaned down and gently pressed his lips to hers. “Soon we’re going to make this marriage official in every way.” His voice was low, gruff, and made her thighs quake.
    Venus swallowed nervously. “I’m looking forward to it.”
    Michael kissed her again, pressing her mouth open and flicking his tongue inside. She reciprocated, running her hands up his arms, feeling the thickness of his biceps, and wound her fingers into his messy dark hair.
    She kissed him until her fears melted away, until she couldn’t remember the pain, the agony of the last several months. She kissed him until she forgot everything but him, his lips, and the way his body felt pressed against hers.

 
     
     
     
     

    Kissing Venus was like coming home. He’d told her she mended his soul, helped him believe he mattered. That was still true, sappy or not. He felt connected to her, even more now that they were married. The Ferether in him desired to taste her soul as he had on the beach, but he resisted. He didn’t want to hurt her. And the Kelvieri part of him made it so he didn’t need to feed on a soul to survive. He liked the taste of a soul, the way it made him feel, especially tasting Venus’s, but he could live without it.
    Venus pulled back and searched his eyes. “I know what you want.” She blinked sweetly. “It doesn’t hurt me.”
    He was stunned. “Really?”
    “On the beach I felt a tugging, but it didn’t hurt.” She looked away, her fingers playing with the sleeve of his shirt.
    Love flowed through his veins. She really was his match, made for him in every way. “That’s good to know,” he said, picking her up and hugging her tightly.
    When he set her down, he felt her change. She needed him to do something. “What is it?” he asked, touching her chin with a finger.
    She found his eyes. “It’s the creatures that King Antyon is releasing on the planet. They are called Leviathans, evil creatures that can’t be killed except one way.”
    “How?” he asked, recalling all of the information he’d read in the Sistine Grimp. The Sisters, who’d been so quiet, woke. He felt them stir as though they lived within him.
    The Leviathans are evil.
    Only one way.
    Death .
    He shook his head, trying to get a grip on the Sistine Sisters voices in his head. It’d been a while.
    Venus smiled. “The Sisters?” she asked.
    “Yes,” he said, surprised she understood what was happening to him.
    Venus gave him a quick hug. “I’ve got a lot going on in here too.” She tapped the side of her head. “It can be a challenge to deal with.”
    Michael kissed her cheek. “What do you need me to do?”
    “I’ll show you.” Venus held out her hand. What looked like a charm in the shape of a winged horse appeared. She brought her palm to her lips and whispered, “Sadraden.” The black charm shimmered and grew. In the next second an irrihunter stood before them. Around Sadraden’s neck dangled