The Triple Goddess

by Stephanie Hudson

  “Why, I have come to help you get ready of course.” She said swapping her grin to a little smile of reassurance.

  “Forgive me if I am not ready to be bessie buds and willing to get close enough for you to sample the goods again.”

  “Ok, I guess I deserve that but now the time has come to ask you to just trust me and understand that last night was more like a… necessity.” She said being serious which again, as it always was with Pip, was hard considering what she was wearing. But one look at her face and I felt all the steam leave me taking all my anger with it.

  “I am going to need you to explain this to me Pip!” I said but she had already started shaking her head before I even finished that sentence.

  “Please Keira, you are going to have to trust me and Lucius on this. We didn’t do it to hurt you, I swear it.” The very fact that she called me Keira only added to the sincerity of her statement. I closed my eyes and nodded without looking at her. My eyes only flew open again when I heard her clap loudly. She was jumping up and down and then threw her arms around my towel clad body.

  “Thank you my friend.” She whispered in my ear and I tried not to smile…I really did try, but it was like staying angry at a toddler with the biggest eyes you ever saw on a kid!

  “Right, but when this is all over you will tell me…alright?” She nodded quickly and then gave me a salute.

  “Sir, yes Sir!” She said then giggled, that was until she saw that I was nowhere near ready.

  “Come on Toots, time to play Godmother to your Cindy ass.” She then proceeded to march me into gear and before I knew it she had completely taken over in getting me ready, giving a different meaning to the type of Cindy she had dubbed me, switching the fairy tale version to one made of plastic and bought in toy stores across the globe.

  Sooner than I thought, I found myself standing in front of a mirror dumbstruck at the transformation. The dress fit to perfection and I found myself a little embarrassed about the ample amount of cleavage showing in the V neck line. I also had found a pair of shoes and some over the elbow gloves to match, hidden at the bottom of the box. Pip had arranged my hair in a sleek up do that was twisted and then rolled over at the top making it look rather elegant. I also had the sides pinned back, which framed my face nicely. She had also done my makeup in a smoky blue and with a fine line of black liner over the lid and under my long lashes, finishing the look with a sweeping of mascara.

  With Pip and I stood next to each, it was like looking at the stormy seas crashing against a jungle island. Pip’s dress was incredible and just looked as though she was wearing a thousand butterflies, all green winged with bright pink and electric blue centred swirls and patterns. It looked as though she also wore a skin coloured tight material that separate butterflies were attached to making it look like her bare arms had some that just landed. They dotted along all the bare parts and the large flowing skirt had them disappearing in flight at the end on fine netted material.

  When she turned around she had a pair of wings in the shape of a butterfly made up from even more tiny little wings. It was damn cute and the shape of the dress was very fairy princess, with its tight bodice, loose straps that swathed cross the tops of her arms and a full length skirt that would have looked right on any wedding dress. The fairy tale theme didn’t end at just her dress, no, she also had her hair in a loose and whimsical plait to one side, which also had butterflies attached. Her makeup, over her eyes, were three stripes of the green, pink and blue along her lids and her lips were green lined with hot pink.

  As we walked out of the apartment I complemented her on the way she looked which made her give me a full spin on one pointed toe like something from a magical ballet.

  “Why thanking you Miss Hot Stuff.” She said causing me to do a red cheeked eye roll. Just then the phone started to ring, so she danced off to the bar area that Lucius had used the night before. I think I could have done with that vodka right about now. She listened for a few moment and then said,

  “Wir kommen jetzt” (means ‘We’re coming now’ in German) and then she clicked ‘end’ on the handset.

  “Good news, your Prince has arrived, wanna go see?” She said and the light in my eyes must have given her my answer because she mirrored my smile. She grabbed my glove covered wrist and pulled me excitedly to another door in the apartment, one that was a hidden panel in the wall. However, with one little press in the right place, the door opened to a room full of monitors and technical equipment. We walked in and each screen showed a different part of the club. There was the main part of Transfusion, the bar area, the dance floor, even the VIP but none of these held my interest. It was the outside street level that I found on one of the monitors to the left and the Limo parked right outside the main doors.

  I walked over to stand directly in front of it waiting with bated breath till I could finally catch my first sight of the real Draven. The man I had waited all this time to finally touch without fear of either one of us floating away.

  At last the door opened and first to exit were Zagan and Takeshi, both dressed in black, Zagan with his usual hood covering most of his face and Takeshi in a Japanese robed jacket and black suit trousers. Then I felt the very veins in my body start to buzz as I saw the next leg emerge. Draven’s long frame exited the Limo with the actions of a jungle cat and I actually gasped at the sight of him. He was purely magnificent and every breathing body stood in the line was as captivated as I.

  I wanted to run from this room and get to where he was so badly my limbs were starting to shake. My God I wanted him.

  But then all my dreams seemed to shatter into a million pieces and my heart broke all over again. He glanced up at the building as though looking for something and then when he didn’t find it, he turned back to the car. I watched as he motioned for someone to come nearer and I winced as Aurora then shifted to the open Limo door. Draven rested one hand on the roof and bent slightly so that he could whisper in her ear.

  I felt like throwing up and now, by this point, I should just save myself the pain and look away but I simply couldn’t. I was stuck now and with no way to back out I was forced by my own stubborn will to watch as she turned her head to one side and the smile she gave him should have been illegal, it was that dripping in dark sexual promise.

  He said something else to her and her features looked serious for a moment until Draven brushed his fingertips down her cheek in a loving caress. At this point I actually had to swallow down the bile that was burning to escape.

  She then shook her head slightly and Draven looked relieved but I didn’t know why. And then, I just didn’t care! I just continued with my torture and watched the rest unfold as Draven gave her one last nod before closing the door. The three men then walked into the club and that was when I finally managed to tear my eyes from the screen.

  “Oh Toots…I…” I held up my hand to stop her and shook my head lightly. Right now I didn’t need kind words or pitying looks from my friend, no, because right now the only emotion that was going to do me any favours and that was…

  Anger.

  Chapter 43

  Angry Reunions

  Pip and I made our way into the VIP area and just as I remembered, it was like walking into a supernatural sex club. But this time not even the sight of naked girls laid out like treats of candy on table tops was enough to diminish my burning anger!

  I seemed to be stomping my way through the room as though my veins were fuelled with a concoction of rage and revenge. I mean how dare he! The man that was supposed to love me like no other and when the time came to save me and take me back, he goes and brings his ex-girlfriend, the bloody woman he most likely cheated on me with…I mean how convoluted was that!

  Pip, for once, couldn’t seem to keep up with me and it was only when I found her hand on my shoulder did I begin to stop my determined march.

  “This way speedy, Lucius and the Scooby gang are in another private room.” She said and then tilted her head to the right t
o indicate the way. This time I had no other choice than to follow her. She led me to the back of the sex themed room, to a pair of double doors. We were met by a couple of thick necked wrestler type guards but one look from the little Imp in front and we were being nodded through.

  The doors opened into a single open plan room that was the size of half the VIP room. It was decorated to look modern and cool, with its stark white leather wrap-around seating and its blue back lighting. Stainless steel table tops and black flooring both reflected the calming colours around the room and multiple flat screens were mounted on the walls that showed the activity in the various areas of Transfusion.

  Directly in front of us was Mr Cool himself and instead of the usual casual Lucius I was met by one that looked as hard as the steel his drink rested upon. He wore a gun metal coloured suit, complete with waistcoat, black shirt with the top button open and a matching tie with the knot low enough to show all his neck. His blonde hair looked darker with it all styled back, showing off his high cheek bones and chiselled features creating a more formidable presence.

  He was sat in the middle and as always, acted as though he was the main focal point of any room. Of course in this case he was, seeing as up until now, he had in fact owned every room I had been in. And of course being sat in the middle of the room with his council either side of him was more than enough to prove his dominance but what would happen once Draven entered the room? I was glad to see that Draven hadn’t yet made his appearance in this room and I briefly wondered what he was waiting for…surely he would have been up here by now?

  “My little Keira girl!” Lucius said, clearly smirking at my obvious rage. I felt like a whistling kettle shaking on the flaming stove, I was that pent up. And it certainly wasn’t helping the way Lucius was eyeing me up like I was a giant blood flavoured candybar! He rose from his part of the couch, which I then noticed had a higher back than everyone else’s place. He came forward with long legged strides and was stood looking down at me in a heartbeat. He placed a single fingertip under my chin and I had no other option than to be captured by his lust filled eyes.

  “You are simply stunning little doll!” He said in husky tones. His eyes momentarily flashed hot like amber coals before licking his bottom lip. The action was as if he could remember the taste of me and even through my anger I felt the usual flush invade my skin.

  “Th…umm…thank you.” I said after having to clear my throat. He gave me a head tilted cocky grin before nodding to himself. He then took my hand and pulled me to the empty space next to him. The seating was in a U shape and I found out the seats weren’t actually as hard as I thought they were. The leather groaned under my weight and I pulled my legs together as the skirt exposed more of my thigh, so I twisted slightly to the side, unintentionally putting me closer to Lucius.

  I saw his lip curve but I was glad he chose not to comment. It was bad enough that I had just seen Draven’s little friendly display with a certain Angel I wanted to bitch slap to Birmingham, so the last thing I needed was another royal male super ego pissing me off!

  The room was set out so that everyone could see the rest of the VIP as the walls were like a massive one way mirror. For the outside, the rest of the VIP were walking past and enjoying their night like there wasn’t about thirty people all staring at them like they were the entertainment. The screens situated on the walls showed them in more detail like some porn movie with others, like the biggest one behind our couch, showed the band that was playing tonight down in the main part of the club. They looked like a heavy rock band and although I couldn’t understand what they were singing about, being as it was all in German, they actually sounded good. Their heavy Goth attire matched the thick black elaborate frame that surrounded the huge flat screen TV and it was like watching the Kerrang rock channel in sophisticated style.

  “Drink?” Lucius’ question brought me back to the situation at hand and it was an answer easily given.

  “Hell, yes!” Ok, bad choice of words but finding myself sat here waiting to see Draven was starting to make me bloody nervous and there was only one thing for it. I looked up at a half naked waitress with a shaved head and several facial piercings and said the name of my only cure…

  “Tequila, please.” She gave me an impressed nod of approval and turned on her high booted heel. I looked to my side to see Lucius had raised an eyebrow my way.

  “What?” I asked haughtily.

  “Nervous, perchance?” He asked without hiding his amusement.

  “Actually I am blinding mad.” I said honestly and for once, he looked surprised. He even looked towards Pip, who was situated on her husband’s lap like always. She shook her head slightly as if to say ‘don’t ask’ and proceeded to gather up more butterfly covered material and place it over Adam’s shoulder. Needless to say, Lucius didn’t listen to Pip’s warning.

  “Is this because of what I had Pip do last night?” As far as guesses went, this wasn’t half bad and if I hadn’t just witnessed a secret caress between my so called boyfriend and his ex, then yes that would have been reason enough for my anger but right at that moment, even a lifetime of Hilary crap didn’t amount to the level of ass kicking I wanted to give Draven!

  “Unbelievable as it sounds Lucius, there is someone out there who can piss me off even greater than you!” I snapped but this just made him laugh once before swigging back his beer. I turned to face him about to give him and his happy mischievous eyes an earful when he nodded to the doors in front and said,

  “I gather the source of such adorable temper tantrums is about to walk through the door.” I actually gasped and my head shot round as though in the hands of a young lad with a slingshot. My aim landed on the living God that had just stormed through the doors making them slam back with the force. Like me, everyone in the club flinched in sync…all of course expect Lucius.

  The sight of Draven in the flesh caused my body to react in the ways I had forgotten about. My breathing became laboured and I swear the whole club could hear the bass my heart was playing. I could feel the tiny beads of sweat dampen my forehead and I was fisting my hands so tightly that I was no doubt cutting into the skin on my palms. Jesus, was there ever going to be a time when the sight of this man didn’t reduce me to a whimpering wet mess that mentally ended up a sticky puddle on the hypothetical floor at his feet!

  ‘You’re angry Keira…just remember that and try not to concentrate on how insanely handsome the Adonis in the room is’. I tried to tell myself this but seeing Draven suited and booted ready for a fight and looking like a bloody commando, one swapping black fatigues for an all black suit, was so not helping matters. If anything it looked more like these two warriors were going to battle it out in a boardroom.

  Draven was walking towards us with his usual formidable force, eyes dark and intent on one person alone…me. He was being flanked either side by Takeshi and Zagan but one look from this man told you the last thing he needed was any kind of back up. No, this was not a Being that would be calling for help from any man. When that black gaze found my wide eyes staring back at him, then it was only slight, but I was sure I saw his eyes soften for a second. What was that…guilt? I didn’t have too long to consider the root of it because now he was stood directly in front of us and I was positive I wasn’t the only one that gulped at the sight.

  His raven black hair made his eyes look even more intensely fierce and his olive skin now had dark stubble that was more than a day old on the lower half of his face. It made him look harsher, more brutally raw and oh my God but even more damn sexy!

  As everyone in the room descended into deathly silence, Draven took his time to take in my form. He scanned every inch of my body and I felt the heat travel up my body with his assessing eyes. He lingered on my bare legs and I now wanted to shift further away from Lucius but I didn’t get the chance, when Draven finally spoke.

  “Keira, come here!” His order was a controlled deep shout barely kept in check with the aid of fisted hands. When I
didn’t move he folded his arms making his suit jacket tighten around his biceps…Christ, it looked close to splitting at the seams.

  “Come. Here. Now!” He defined every word, giving it a greater depth than just an order, it was now law. But despite the level of intimidation his presence inflicted on me, I still couldn’t find myself caving in. I mean how dare he! He just storms the castle for me and demands I come with him while he gets to keep his other wench in the car waiting…And he expected me to just get up and run to his cheating arms like a goddamn puppy! Well he was about to learn an important lesson in his long life of getting whatever the hell it was he wanted…I ain’t no fucking door mat!

  “NO!” I said loud and clear making everyone but me, Lucius and Draven inhale sharply. I saw a muscle in Draven’s jaw twitch and the material around his shoulders stretch to the point of pain. But the most frightening sign of all of his building rage was the flash of purple that fired in his eyes.

  It felt like the earth had stopped spinning for the seconds it took this moment to break free of its magnetic pull that Draven controlled. The world was waiting and this showdown was a monumental moment in history as the rest looked on and witnessed the human disobey the mighty supernatural King.

  “So this was your plan?” Draven said with surprising calm to Lucius and I whipped my head round when I heard hearty laughter erupt from the man in question.

  “On the contrary Dominic, I believe this is your own doing and a case of viridi luscos monstrum” (Means ‘Green eyed monster’ in Latin) I didn’t know what Lucius told him but whatever it was, it made Draven raise one eyebrow in shock.

  “We made our deal and I stick by it…that is of course if the girl chooses to leave here with you, if not, then I am sure I can see to her protection.” At this point Draven lost all his cool and one minute there was a table in front of us covered in drinks and the next it was being flown backwards as Draven sidestepped to allow it to fly past him and crash into the double doors. The roar that went with it raised every hair on my body to stand to attention.