50. Owen

Chapter fifty

Owen

I smiled when we showed up inside the house. Had it been anyone but Shadow and me, Damian's and Elias's wards would've stopped them dead. I doubt even the hateful Balthazar could've penetrated them.

I felt Molly in the parlor, and sure enough, when I opened the door, she was sleeping on the sofa. "I'll leave you to it," I said, knowing Shadow needed to handle that without me. I rushed up the stairs and almost collided with a very concerned-looking Orville. "Mr. Lloyd, we've been so worried," he said before I could dash up the stairs and into Damian's arms.

I reached out and touched Orville, and where my hand landed, he became solid, like I'd seen when Damian had cast a spell to make it so they could connect with the living.

Orville gasped, and I smiled. "I've got a few secrets up my sleeve too," I said, leaving the secret to be just that. It would be better if the ghosts in my care understood I'd become something different. Even with my powers as strong as they were, all unicorn species understood we needed to keep our identity a secret.

I wasn't vulnerable, at least not now, but that didn't mean we wouldn't be when we reincarnated again. My link with the Legacy Wizard could end up harming my future incarnations. Connections are dangerous, as was demonstrated by the nasty Balthazar and the other dark entities who'd supported him.

Once Orville and the other ghosts were soothed, I rushed up the stairs and into my beloved Damian's arms. I jumped on him, waking him up. He woke laughing, and I didn't hesitate to take his mouth with mine.

"I love you," I admitted when I pulled back.

He studied me for a moment and then smiled. "It's so much more than love that I feel for you. I don't even have the words, Owen. I'm completely and utterly devoted to you."

"Mmm," I said, "Could be worse things than having a Legacy Wizard devoted to you, huh?"

He smiled and kissed me. "Could be worse things than having the one and only Re'em unicorn loving you, huh?"

"Truth," I said and ground my cock into him. "I say we should celebrate our good fortune."

Before I knew it, Damian had magically flipped me onto my back. "I couldn't agree with you more!"

We made passionate love for the rest of the afternoon. Then, we slept in each other's arms until the following morning. Both of us were utterly exhausted from the previous day's encounters.

Dreams for me were different now—more like visions. I was awake but not. Something I guess came with being the Re'em. I saw when Molly and Shadow left the house. Shadow stopped just before leaving, turned toward me, and winked, letting me know she could see me. I also think she and Molly had made up.

The vision of her and Molly living in Illinois, where Shadow and I had sat this morning as their main home, filled me with joy. Then, the vision of three little ones, two girls and a boy running through the wild fields, caused me nothing less than happiness.