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right and rally the troops for battle when injustice smashes waves on your shore.
    The spirit of Skadi is one we respect and encourage. This sassenach heritage is anathema to their worth, to their might. It's blasphemous. Hlaðgerðr was an Amazon, just like this cute minx sleeping in my bed.
    Adam's a right idiot. Our ancestral source single handedly challenged the hall of the gods and yet he erroneously believes they're the fairer sex. They can fight as well as any man, better even as they are magnificent tacticians, and one day it will cost him his life. A woman plots and plans to the minutest detail. When they wage war they are prepared for every eventuality and don't wax lyrical about the dangers.
    Women may be soft and tempting, but in the heat of rage a woman will destroy you without a shred of remorse. As it should be.
    As. It. Should. Be.
    Blinking the graininess from my eyes, I flop into the chair adjacent the bed, resting my cheek on my fist, fawning at the gorgeous morsel causing chaos in my future.
    If she's anything like the rest of her kin she'll deck me right off this chair the second she wakes, good thing I sleep like I have post traumatic stress disorder. I may doze, but she'll never catch me off my guard.
    I must remember to ask her how she got so many scars.

 
    Chapter 6
     
     
    Then all the Powers strode to the seats of judgment,
The most holy gods council held together:
Who had the air all with evil envenomed
 
    ~ Völuspá
     
     
    Deliah :
     
    He's asleep and I sneakily sit up in bed, deep in stealth mode while I check out my surroundings.
    Where's the exit?
    It's so dim in here it is hard to see anything more than the man and the lamp illuminating him. His shirt has a dark stain down its front, a bandage on his wrist, and flecks on his basalt jeans.
    Wrinkling my nose, the sour stench of vomit lingers in the room. He has a pointy nose and the knuckles pressed against his cheekbone are skinned. I guess he has a temper then?
    Bella purrs louder than a tractor stuck in reverse, happy I'm awake, pouncing off Ewan's thighs and hopping onto the russet duvet covering my legs. She scoots to head-butt under my chin with feline affection.
    Her movement jolts him awake and he dives out of the chair looking ready to impale the imaginary attacker with a hefty swat of his already clenched fist.
    It's enough to send my lethargy into hiding under the bed while I have a  silent panic attack. Instantaneously my heart is lurching and piking, my pulse so rapid that it bangs my breathing into distorted and shallow gasps.
    “ Are you okay?” he grumbles, dropping the attack stance and stepping closer to the end of the bed.
    I shake my head, dizziness coming on strong while white spots dance frenetically around the room. Blinking away the imminent faint, I force myself to inhale deeply, counting double crocodiles until my heartbeat slows.
    Warmth encases my thigh with his handhold and the bed dips so low I inadvertently tilt toward him when he sits next to me, “Talk to me. What the hell's happening?”
    Leaning away, I hiss breathlessly, “You are minging.”
    “That's because I haven't had the luxury of a shower yet. You were a greater priority than the state of my clothing, for which I only have you to thank. Do you usually ralf on strangers? It certainly makes you memorable.”
    I give him 'the look'.
    “How are you feeling?” he says, without the acerbic bite of his previous words.
    “ I dunno.” How am I feeling? Like a demolition ball caved my midsection in for me and left me with a mild hangover.
    “ You either tell me, or I'll have to see how you feel myself,” he says. The glimpse of pleasure now sparkling his tawny eyes makes me want to thump him.
    “ I feel shit. I need a strong bitter cup of coffee, to brush my teeth, take something to banish this damn headache, and a gun with hollow point bullets.”
    “ Who are the bullets for?” he smirks, looking like my reply has made his day.
    “