Page 294 of Psycho Gods

It might help ease the twins’ pain.

It might give me the ability to stop the kings once they began using their powers and potentially save the angels and assassins tomorrow.

The lack of bond might be why I was struggling to fly.

I’d finally have a big family to call my own.

Cons to bonding with the kings:

Their overbearing possessive slightly stalkerish personalities.

Mitch.

I sighed because it was a super close one; Mitch alone was making it hard to agree to their proposal.

Luka whispered in my ear, “Whatever you decide to do, we’ll stand by you. No matter what.”

I leaned against him and closed my eyes as I soaked up the support of the twins. When I opened my eyes, the kings were still staring at me with pleading, desperate expressions.

You didn’t know who someone was until you saw them suffer. Times of torment revealed more truths than any times of peace ever could.

They were serious.

They didn’t care that I was broken.

They didn’t care that I also needed the twins.

Something in my expression made Malum look away with devastation.

I had feelings for the kings, and I didn’t want to see them hurt.

You could let the dark times rip everything away from you, or you could survive them and build something brighter.

It wasn’t really a choice.

“Okay.” I cleared my throat. “Yes. I’ll be your mate.”

Orion’s jaw dropped, and Scorpius covered his mouth with his hand.

John chuckled and ruffled my hair, and Luka gave me a soft kiss on my cheek.

Malum stumbled back like he’d been punched. “You mean it?” he whispered with shock as his cheeks turned bright pink. “You really mean you’re going to accept the bond—Aran?”

I shrugged and tried to act like him saying my proper name didn’t make my stomach flutter. “It makes sense,” I said with feigned casualness. “The logic is sound.”

My heart beat irregularly in my chest.

Turned out I liked to make major life decisions spontaneously. I’d agreed to marry the twins on a whim, and now this.

This was either going to be a special moment or an impulsive choice that I would regret for the rest of my immortal life.

Only time would tell.

Malum leaned forward and reached for me like he was going to tackle me to the floor, but he pulled his hands back at the last moment and grimaced. “We have to mate now because we fight tomorrow. We also have to do it without hurting you.”

Scorpius pushed past him, grabbed my face with both hands, and kissed me passionately. He tasted like bergamot and sin. I moaned into his mouth as his tongue speared against mine.

Little streaks of pain exploded down my spine.