"Let's go kill us a Merlin," the stranger goddess said as she laid her hand against my chest.
Okay, fine, she has a name. Kiema Sova. But I wasn't planning on getting accustomed to using it. She didn't even know who Merlin was. What kind of goddess was she supposed to even be that she didn't recognize the greatest druid in the entire world?
The world around me shifted and slid to the side as her fingers touched the skin of my chest. I blinked when I found myself standing back in the living room of my home with my men. Thane, Tagan, and Toven stood around me in a loose circle as Ari-my grandmother and goddess-smiled.
"Bring her back," Tagan demanded.
I smiled. "I'm fine, Grumpy."
He yanked me into his arms, a low, continuous growl pushing from his chest. His triplet brothers, Thane
