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“Why the highway?”

“All the stores have been raided. We’re hoping to find some trucks that were carrying supplies into the city when they were attacked.”

“Be careful.”

He nodded his head. “Don’t worry about me, I’m not the one who’s mortal. You’re the one I’m concerned about. We will be gone for a longer period of time.”

Broni smoothed out his worried frown.“I’ll be fine.”

“I’m leaving Balder here.” Broni could see he wasn’t going to change his mind.

“Okay.”

He bent, kissing her mouth. “We should be back before nightfall.”

Broni watched as he left, almost calling him back. She had a sick feeling in her gut that something terrible was going to happen. Instead, she turned back to the soup she was cooking. If they didn’t get more food soon, they would be turning on each other. Broni had seen too many massacres over food to call him back, though.

Time went by quickly. After feeding those inside the clubroom there was the cleanup to do. Abby and Zandra always pitched in to help while most of the other women who had been claimed by the clubhouse took care of the bikers.

They had developed a routine that worked for them during the day, and during the nights, the two women retreated to the back bedrooms. Broni had Adam find some books and movies for the girls, not wanting them bored.

Her warrior would carry her away for the nights, making love to her throughout the centuries that he chose to play in. She had been claimed by a gladiator, captured by a warlord, and thoroughly ravished by a Viking. Broni had enjoyed each and every one, but she had asked for her Viking master twice.

“Broni! Come quick!” Zandra came to the kitchen then ran back out.

Broni ran out to see the compound being attacked. The gates were wide open and the Drearien were overtaking and killing anyone they came into contact with.

“No!” Broni yelled, starting to run out the door only to have it slammed shut in her face.

“Get back!” Balder yelled. The huge man, whose hair was so blond it was almost white, barred the door, keeping her from helping those outside.

Broni looked around the clubroom to see who had made it inside. It was almost dark so most of the women had come inside already. Zandra was being held by Abby, whose pale face looked like she might faint at any moment.

“Harlow, bar the back door and push the table against it,” Balder ordered.

Broni rushed behind the bar, getting her sword to prepare herself. There was no way those doors would hold against the numbers outside who were attacking.

“Zandra, you and Abby go behind the bar with Dee and the others!” Balder’s yell had the women who had been frozen in shock now running toward the bar.

Broni went back to the door, looking out the window next to it. Adam had cut holes through the wooden shutters that were closed in emergencies. The front yard was littered with bodies. She turned away, unable to watch any longer when a movement caught her eye.

Each of the RVs had large side view mirrors. The RV parked in the lead had its mirror knocked off. It was swinging aimless, barely hanging on by a single cord. The sun hitting the mirror was what had drawn her attention. The reflection in the mirror was what forced a gasp from her throat.

Dionysus. His cruel smile and the concentration on his face left no doubt who was responsible for the extermination of those outside.

“Balder, you have to get to Mother. It’s Dionysus who’s doing this.” Rhys had stayed true to his word, bringing Balder to Odin’s court and making him another immortal warrior.

“He wouldn’t dare. Zeus would destroy him,” he argued.

“I’m telling you it is him. I saw him.” Frantically, Broni tried to convince the warrior.

Dionysus was Zeus’s son, though she was certain his father could not have known his son was involved in destroying Earth.

“I can’t leave you here unprotected,” Balder protested.

“If we die, he will keep killing. You have to tell Mother. Only she will have the power to stop this.”

Balder looked undecided.


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