Page 59 of Deadly Games

I cleared my throat. “All of them.”

She and Baylor blinked in unison, giving me the same disbelieving look.

“Seriously?” Baylor asked.

“Yeah,” I answered, laughing at her shock.

“You slut,” Jazzy said in a tone of admiration.

I rolled my eyes. “High compliments, coming from you. There’s a lot I have to fill you guys in on, but first things first, what are you even doing here?”

“We enrolled,” Baylor answered. “You made the drama here sound so juicy, we wanted to find out firsthand.”

“That and we’re tired of you being impossible to get ahold of,” Jazzy said with a pout.

“Things have been kind of crazy,” I admitted, glancing back at the guys. “But in the best way.”

“Clearly,” Baylor said wryly.

“Forgive my bluntness, but aren’t only gods and goddesses allowed to enroll?” asked Dionysus.

“Yeah, but I blew the Headmaster, so it’s all good,” Jazzy said in her usual sardonic tone. I knew she was joking, but the look of horror on Loki’s face said otherwise.

“She’s kidding,” I assured him. “Ladies, meet Loki. The Headmaster’s kid.”

“Ohhh,” Baylor said with a snicker. “Guess the good looks run in the family.”

For once, Loki seemed speechless. I was starting to think I’d be too busy reigning them in to cause the mayhem Odin feared, and I couldn’t help but suspect that was at least part of the reason he’d relaxed the rules.

Well played, old man.

“This is Hades, Dionysus, and Fenrir,” I said, introducing each of them. “Try to play nice.”

“We’ll see,” Baylor said in a tone that was only half as menacing as the smile she threw over her shoulder before they both walked off to class.

“I think I’m scared,” Loki said after a moment’s contemplation. “Should I be scared?”

“Definitely,” I said, leaning up to kiss his cheek. “But I’ll protect you.”

He laughed and we finally headed to class. I was already mentally planning out a seating chart for us in the back of the classroom where there was plenty of room for us all to sit together, wanting to avert any arguments until at least lunch. There was still so much ahead of us, but everything we’d conquered in the past made me confident there was nothing we couldn’t tackle. Not as long as we stayed together.

The first time I walked through these halls, all I could think about was surviving until graduation. Now, I was almost sad I only had two years left.

Almost.

The End.