Free Chaotic War by Lia Davis Page A

without the blood promise. Don’t break the trust.”
    “You have my word.” She stood just as the Dagger appeared at her feet. Picking it up, she held it, testing its weight. The handle was gold with hand-carved olive leaves and a sun at the end. She guessed the blade was silver-coated steel. Magical energy surrounded the Dagger, sending tingles up her arm.
    She held it to her chest. “I will deliver it to Zeus myself.” She leaned down and kissed the top of each of the drakon’s heads before she teleported back to the mansion and her mate.

Chapter Ten
     
    What in Hades happened here ? Elle asked herself after materializing in the room she and Zavier shared in the basement. Balled up paper littered the floor and trailed to Zavier’s side of the room. He sat on the edge of his chair with his elbows on the desk and his face inches from the computer screen.
    Her chest ached. His hair was disheveled, and his white dress shirt was pulled out of his pants and wrinkled. As if he sensed her, he looked up and she frowned. Shadows circled his eyes. Anger, fear, and fatigue rolled off him in large waves.
    “Have you been up all night?” She scanned the office, noting it looked like he’d been robbed.
    “I need to find Eros and Garrick. And kill them both.” He let out a growl she’d never heard from him.
    What is wrong with him? Then she felt it. A dark, yet familiar presence. She focused on the energy, and a vision formed in her mind. Seth. Oh, gods. He was still as stone in his bed. Darkness surrounded him. “What happened to Seth?’
    Zavier stood and prowled toward her. “Eros shot him with a black arrow.”
    No. Not Seth. “How?”
    Zavier blew out a breath and fisted a hand in his hair as he told her what he knew. Elle wrapped her arms around her waist while sending the Dagger to a safe hiding spot in her Underworld home. They had to get to Rayna. “Are you sure Seth and Rayna are mates?”
    Zavier nodded. “Aphrodite said it was highly possible. So that’s a yes.”
    Turning around, Elle rushed to her studio on the other side of the curtain that divided the room. She grabbed a sketchbook from the top shelf over her work table and opened it to the drawing she’d done of Zavier’s death vision.
    When Zavier stepped up behind her, she closed the book and faced him. Call an all-hands meeting. Has Nik returned?”
    “Yes, but why?”
    She didn’t answer. “What about Cyrus?”
    “No. He and Amissa are at the griffin clan.”
    She moved to the door. “We need everyone. Well, except Seth.”
    Zavier grabbed her arm, forcing her to stop. “What are you planning?”
    “A rescue. Or kidnapping. It depends on how you look at it.” She grinned and held up the sketchbook. “I know where Garrick is. Or, at least, I saw it from the inside.”
    He held her stare for several moments then pulled her against him and pressed a kiss to her lips. Need and desire flooded her mind and body. Damn, it’d been too long since she’d taken his blood. In that moment, she wanted so much more. She wanted him deep inside her.
    With a growl. Zavier ended the kiss and stepped back. “I will mate you soon.”
    She closed the gap and kissed his cheek. “I accept you as my mate. I can’t see being with anyone else. If you die during this mission, I’ll go to Hades and kick your ass.”
    A sensual, one-sided smile formed on his lips. “Deal.” He narrowed his gaze and asked, “Where is the Dagger?”
    “I have it in a safe place. Let’s go plan our attack.” She pivoted on her heels and stalked across the gym to the stairs. If they worked together as a unit, then they all might make it out alive.
    Gods, she hoped so.
     
    ***
     
    Zavier was too restless to sit so he stood, leaning against the wall next to the study door. For some reason, Elle was being secretive. Maybe he was just being paranoid.
    Ty and Ash sat on the sofa. The weaver, Selene, sat on the floor playing with her two-year-old son. Drake sat in his usual spot