Page 15 of Mated to Fenrir (Fated Mates Collection #5)

FENRIR

The portal to the god realm tingled as I passed through it, and I immediately looked over to Delia to see how she was holding up when it came to passing through. It had been a long time since I'd first encountered the portals, but I'd heard from a lot of people that the first time could be rough.

"Give me a moment," she murmured, leaning against a nearby wall. "Oof, that wasn't fun."

"It gets easier," I promised.

She nodded, some of the colour returning to her face. "Maybe I should have suggested we come earlier so that I'm not going to meet your sister while portal sick."

"It will have worn off by the time we get to the club," I promised. "And we can stay in my house tonight if you're not ready to go through again."

"I want to stay at your house so that I can see what it's like," she responded. "You're always at mine."

I flashed her a smile, glad that she already seemed brighter. I hated the idea that anything was making her uncomfortable, even if there was no way of getting around that.

She straightened up and brushed off her dress, her eyes widening as she took in the god realm. "Wow."

I chuckled. "Not what you were expecting?"

"It's exactly what I was expecting," she responded as she looked around. "It's such a mish-mash of cultures."

"That's because all gods and immortals have access to the god realm, and time doesn't really mean much here." I offered her my arm and she took it. "There's a lake on the other side where we sometimes have boat races."

"In the same kind of boats, or different ones?"

"Different," I responded. "Everyone has their own preferences. The only rule is that motorboats are banned. It has to be something you can either row or sail."

"Amazing."

"It's fun. Maybe you can join me sometime."

"I'd like that." She smiled at me in a way that lit up her whole face.

"There's great food here too," I responded. "Just about any cuisine you want."

"I can see that we're going to have a lot of fun staying at your place," she said.

"I'd like to think so," I agreed.

"But where's The Underworld ?"

"There." I pointed to the large building in front of us. "Thankfully, the portal closest to you is also the one nearest to the club."

She nodded. "I'm not sure what to expect."

"Pretty much the same as you'd get in an upscale club in the human realm," I assured her. "Just full of gods and immortals. Well, and a few other guests."

"Right, yes." She swallowed hard. "And your sister."

"You're going to love her."

"I hope you're right."

I wanted to reassure her more, but I knew that wasn't going to be possible until she was in front of Hel and getting along well with her.

"Did you introduce your previous fated mates to Hel?" she asked.

"I did," I responded. "She met several of the failed bonds too."

"Right, so I'm not the first. I don't know if that adds pressure, or if it takes it away."

I stopped us from walking and turned to face her, cupping her cheek in my hand and meeting her gaze. "She's going to love you, Delia," I promised. "You're my fated mate, which means that we've got what it takes to fit together perfectly. That includes getting on with one another's families."

"I suppose so, I'm just feeling the pressure. You're a god."

"I'm your mate, first and foremost," I reminded her. A thrill went through me as I said it. This beautiful woman was mine, and I was hers. It would take more than that for our relationship to last, but the foundations were there, thanks to the wolves we shared within us.

She touched her hand to my chest, and I put mine over hers. "You really believe that?"

"You know I do," I promised.

She nodded. "Okay, let's go."

"There's just one thing to do first," I responded.

"Oh?"

I leaned in and brushed my lips against hers, kissing her softly. I wanted her to know that I was there for her, and that I thought this could last. Fate might have decided to bring us together, but we were what was going to keep us that way.

We broke apart, and she smiled at me. "Now I'm really ready."

"Good. Because we're basically here." I waved towards the door at the end of the street with a bouncer outside it. I wasn't really sure who Hades got to work for him here in the god realm, but there were probably always people looking for a job.

The man nodded his head at me, not bothering to check my name against the guest list. There was really no need to when most of the people around knew who I was.

Music spilt out of several of the rooms even as we made our way inside. It wasn't as loud as in some of the clubs in the human realm, but it was familiar, and I could sense Delia relax a little more to be somewhere that felt familiar.

People were everywhere, and I nodded to those I knew well, but didn't stop. That could come later. I led her upstairs, knowing that was where Hel was likely to be, and as if to prove my point, we headed into the bar there to find Thor in front of us.

"Delia, good to see you again," my uncle said with a wide smile to my mate.

"You too, Thor." There was a slight hesitation as she said his name, but it seemed to fade when she realised that he wasn't about to get angry at her for using his name.

"Nephew," Thor said to me.

"Uncle," I responded. "Do you know where Hel is?"

"VIP section," he said. "Where else?"

I laughed. "Fair enough."

He waved goodbye and headed over to where a red-headed woman was waiting at the bar.

Delia leaned into me, making my wolf respond. I liked the fact that she was clearly seeking me out for comfort. I reached out for her hand, giving it what I hoped was a reassuring squeeze. I didn't want her to feel out of sorts by being here.

The VIP section looked exactly like I remembered it, with my sister sitting in the middle of several other gods. I raised my hand to wave to her, making Hel jump to her feet and hurry over. At least my sister was excited to meet my mate.

"You came," she said.

"I said I would."

"You might have decided that your mate was better company than your sister," Hel responded.

"She is."

"You insult me. And on my birthday."

I rolled my eyes. "This is my mate, Delia," I said, gesturing to the blonde woman beside me.

"Hi." She gave Hel a nervous wave.

"This is Hel," I said. "Her words might bite, but she doesn't."

Hel snorted. "That's what you think."

I grimaced while Delia hid her laugh behind her hand. "I don't want to know."

"You brought it up," Delia teased me.

"Oh, I like her. Your wolf has good taste," Hel said to me.

"Hey, what about me?"

She shrugged. "Debateable. Now I'm going to get a drink.

You should join us. Maybe then we can talk about how you and Delia met, rather than hear Persephone waxing lyrical about Hades now they're back together.

I think I preferred them broken up after all.

" She didn't wait for me to respond and headed out to the bar.

"I'm sorry about her," I said to Delia.

"Don't be, she seems nice."

"Mmm."

"And I think you have great taste," she assured me, wrapping her arms around my neck. "It's your wolf's taste that's questionable."

I chuckled. "Hardly. He noticed you."

She beamed at me, making my heart squeeze in response. "I'm glad I met you."

"Me too. And not just because you make my wolf happy."

"No, not just because of that." She leaned in and pressed a kiss against my lips, making me certain that my wolf had chosen right when he'd decided that she was my fated mate.

And that I was going to enjoy every moment of my life to come with her, knowing that we were a good fit, and making sure we stayed that way.

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