Weapons Master Galactic Gladia - Anna Hackett Page 0,56
overlord smiled. “I guess I’ll have to find my own. If the wars I wage ever slow down.” A hard gleam entered the man’s eyes. “Is it worth the risk? Loving someone is…a weakness your enemy can exploit.”
“It’s worth everything,” Magnus replied.
Galen and Jax both nodded.
Galen cleared his throat. “Samantha’s pregnant.”
Jax laughed. “Well done.”
Magnus raised a brow, feeling a rush of happiness for his friend. “Congratulations, old friend. You’ll be an excellent father.”
Galen sipped his drink quickly. He looked a little nervous, and Magnus had never seen his fellow imperator look like that.
Magnus clasped Galen’s shoulder. “Fatherhood is another amazing thing. I can assure you that it’s worth the risk.” Magnus lifted his drink. “To your child, Galen.”
They clinked glasses.
Suddenly, Thorin appeared in one of the archways. He looked slightly disheveled, and he held a beaming Regan in his arms. Beside him stood a tall, slender, genderless Hermia healer from the House of Galen. In the healer’s arms was a small bundle.
All noise stopped.
Thorin gently set a flushed, tired-looking Regan in a chair, then took the bundle from the healer. A huge smile crossed his broad face.
He tucked the bundle into his massive brawny arms. “I have a son!”
Smiling wide, Thorin held up the tiny, precious baby in his arms.
Raiden was already hurrying over to his best friend. The women mobbed Regan and Thorin. Everyone tried to get a look at the baby. They kissed Regan’s cheek and slapped Thorin’s back.
“Regan was amazing.” He cupped his mate’s cheek. “She’s the most magnificent woman in the universe.”
Regan blew her man a kiss.
As the crowd gathered around the new parents, Magnus saw Bellamy leap onto Maxon’s back. He watched his weapons master smile.
Magnus was glad to see Maxon open up. He’d been so closed off for so long. When Magnus had been emotionless, he hadn’t realized how bad it had been for Maxon. It was only once Ever had come into his life, that Magnus had started to worry about Maxon.
Now, his weapons master looked just fine.
Even though Bellamy whispered in Maxon’s ear, Magnus heard her with his enhanced hearing.
“Want to go and get naughty in our workshop?”
“Yes,” Maxon growled in response.
“We’ll be old and wrinkled, and still having quickies on your workbench.”
“I hope so,” Maxon said.
As Bellamy bit his ear, Maxon lifted his head and met Magnus’ gaze.
The two cyborgs smiled at each other. They both knew exactly how lucky they were to have their friends, family, their mates, and love.
I hope you enjoyed Bellamy and Maxon’s story!
Don’t worry, we haven’t seen the last of Carthago, the gladiators, or the cyborgs yet. We also haven’t seen the last of Overlord Rhain Zhalto Sarkany. Keep an eye out for the GALACTIC KINGS series coming in 2021!
If you’re interested in learning more about the House of Galen gladiators and the strong, smart women from Earth they helped rescue or Magnus and Ever’s story, then check out Galactic Gladiators.
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Preview: Edge of Eon
She shifted on the chair, causing the chains binding her hands to clank together. Eve Traynor snorted. The wrist and ankle restraints were overkill. She was on a low-orbit prison circling Earth. Where the fuck did they think she was going to go?
Eve shifted her shoulders to try to ease the tension from having her hands tied behind her back. For the millionth time, she studied her surroundings. The medium-sized room was empty, except for her chair. Everything from the floor to the ceiling was dull-gray metal. All of the Citadel Prison was drab and sparse. She’d learned every boring inch of it the last few months.
One wide window provided the only break in the otherwise uniform space. Outside, she caught a tantalizing glimpse of the blue-green orb of Earth below.
Her gut clenched and she drank in the sight of her home. Five months she’d been locked away in this prison. Five months since her life had imploded.
She automatically thought of her sisters. She sucked in a deep breath. She hated everything they’d had to go through because of what had happened. Hell, she thought of her mom as well, even though their last contact had been the day after Eve had been