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enough for me to see my Intare milling about. I waved to them through the golden bars of the elevator as we went by, taking my time to answer. Nick, my gray tabby, spotted me from where he was lounging on the fourth floor and started running for the stairs, racing us up to the bedroom.
    “He's right,” Trevor said before I could form a response. “You've put this off long enough. Silenus' prophecy mentioned the threads specifically. I think you should go see them.”
    “The prophecy said I shouldn't do anything influenced by that false future,” I shrugged. “So I won't. I don't see any reason to bug the Moirai.”
    “I zink it vas two separate instructions,” Kirill mused. “Don't let future influence you and don't mess vith fate.”
    “Aha!” I pointed at Kirill. “See, I shouldn't mess with the Fates.”
    “Zat's not vhat I meant,” Kirill frowned. “You should see Moirai so zat you know vhat fate to not tangle vith.”
    “And how are they gonna know that?” I huffed. “You know they can't see the whole thread. They can only peer a short way down the line, like any psychic.”
    “Da, but zat may be enough.”
    “Fine,” I huffed. “I'll go see the Fates.”
    “Thank you,” Odin said.
    “But you're all coming with me,” I pressed the stop button on the elevator and the car lurched to a halt.
    Then I pushed the #1 button and the car reversed direction, heading back to the first floor. I saw Nick pause on one of the landings in confusion. Poor baby. He started to follow me back down but got distracted by Zariel, Fallon's little girl. She was tottering towards him with the eagerness of a two-year-old as her mother, Samantha, chased after her with the beleaguered gait of tired mothers everywhere. Nick laid back his ears, hissed, and ran for the sanctuary of my bedroom. He knew Sam would pull a Gandalf and not allow Zariel to pass. My private floor was off-limits for the little lioness; a fact which Nick had quickly learned and made good use of. I chuckled, both at Nick's hasty retreat and the expressions on my husbands' faces.
    “What; we're going now?” Trevor looked surprised.
    “Why not?” I shrugged. “Might as well get it out of the way.”
    “Because maybe the Fates don't like unannounced visitors,” Odin offered.
    “Do you know their telephone number?” I lifted a brow.
    “No, of course not,” Odin huffed. “I doubt they even own a phone.”
    “Any way of contacting them?” I looked to Trevor and he shook his head. “Do any of you even know where in the God Realm they live?” A glance at Kirill had him hanging his head. “Uh-huh,” I chuckled. “That's why I'm going to see Hades and Persephone. They'll know how to reach the Moirai. I only wish you guys had mentioned this sooner and then I could have asked Hades about the Fates before he left.”
    I walked out of the elevator followed by three moping husbands. We all pulled up short when Re came striding out of the tracing chamber. He jerked to a stop when he saw us and we stood staring at each other a second before he swept me up in a kiss. A very passionate kiss that I couldn't seem to draw back from. He seemed to be everywhere I tried to move. But that's what comes from dating a sexual tactician.
    “Ahem,” Odin said. Yes, he actually said the word ahem, like he was an old British butler viewing something inappropriate. “We were just on our way out.”
    “Sorry, Oathbreaker, I didn't hear you,” Re said as he pulled away from me slowly. “I was too busy kissing my girlfriend.”
    He smiled at me, lush lips shimmering with a light sprinkling of gold and the evidence of our kiss. His golden eyes twinkled with mischief when he finally looked over to Odin. I couldn't help myself, Re was mesmerizingly beautiful and I found my hand lifting all on its own, to sweep a lock of chestnut hair back over the perfect curve of his ear.
    “You mean; my wife ,” Odin's hand slipped into mine and Re's eyes narrowed.
    “Alright, let's