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be ours. After all these years, we have been blessed. I won’t let anything stop us from claiming what is ours.
    He studied Pythias, considering the other man. They’d been friends for centuries, ever since they were children. They’d been through a lot in the long years they’d known one another, and nothing and no one would ever get between them. It was only fitting that they would share a mate. They would have it no other way.
    Pythias nodded, silently confirming Damon’s thoughts.
    Aella stirred between them. “I-I have to contact my father. I don’t know what to do. What do I do?” She sounded so uncertain, so fragile. So unlike the beguiling sprite she’d been when they first met.
    Damon met her gaze, staring into her watery green eyes. The tender skin around the orbs was red and blotchy -- her nose too, had a spot of red -- but she’d never been more beautiful in his eyes.
    She closed her eyes, furrowing her brow. He had a feeling she was trying to connect mentally with her father.
    Damon noticed she hadn’t moved from their embrace, and a fierce pride filled him, despite the horrible surroundings. She was still clinging to them, she hadn’t denied them outright.
    Within moments, she shook her head, the frustration evident in her gaze. “He isn’t answering me. I can’t reach my father. What’s going on?”
    Damon reached inside himself for his connection to Poseidon.
    Poseidon? Your youngest needs you now. Please answer her call. Linos has returned. It is as you feared.
    Tensing, Damon waited for the sea god to answer him. Nothing. What was going on?
    “He’s not answering me either. Something is definitely blocking us from communicating outside.”
    Aella tensed, wriggling out from between them. Pythias frowned, but Damon nodded for his friend to let her go easily. He didn’t want to overwhelm her.
    She closed her eyes again. He felt the buzz of her mindspeak, but couldn’t hear the individual words. She finally relented. “Triton isn’t answering me either. This doesn’t make sense. If Poseidon is busy, I could understand him not answering right away. But, Triton has never ignores me.”
    Damon understood her concern. Poseidon didn’t answer to many, but considering Triton was the messenger of the seas, he was supposed to be available at all times. For him to ignore his youngest sibling meant there was something else going on. It was as he feared.
    “What’s going on?” Aella demanded.
    Pyth growled. “Don’t you think it’s a little late for questions?”
    Damon shook his head, rolling his eyes at Pyth. Great, like that wasn’t guaranteed to put her back up.
    What would you have me do? I won’t let her refuse our bond.
    I know, Pyth, but she still needs time to figure out her feelings. She’s young, still.
    She’s old enough, so don’t even try to make excuses for her. She knows what she’s feeling, she’s just scared and wants to ignore it.
    “Enough! I know you’re talking to each other and you can just stop that right now. I won’t have you treating me like a child by leaving me out of whatever discussion is going on. Either you include me or you can just march your tails down that cave and disappear. I won’t be ignored.”
    Aella had her hands on her hips, her aquamarine tail swishing madly. She was churning up the sea around her, and if they hadn’t been immortal -- and immune, thanks to Poseidon -- they’d definitely be affected by her siren voice. She was unbelievably appealing with her eyes snapping fire at them.
    Damon tried to reach for her again, chuckling when she evaded his outstretched arms. “We weren’t trying to exclude you, we are just used to talking to each other. We’ve never had another to concern ourselves with. Forgive us?”
    She sniffed, obviously trying to hold on to her anger. Turning her back to them, she stopped when she was faced with the bodies in the water. Pythias swam up behind her, pulling her into his arms once more. She let him,