Seriously, sex traffickers should all just die.

  Janice nodded, “There’s a dark side to every mantel. You and her children take it to a good place, but these men who cater to the sexual weakness in others are a darkness. It’s life. But no, we won’t need masks, because we’re going to kill them all. Maggie will stay behind and make up a story for the police, about overhearing a falling out, and she’ll make sure all the other victims get out okay and get help. Maggie will likely be fine, but the human women will need a lot of help.”

  Oh. Well, I had just thought they needed to die. Still, it was startling.

  “So our kids will be witches and warlocks, and… electricians and homemakers?”

  She giggled, “Something like that. It is likely they’ll be sensitive to magic and able to use it, as we’re both the children of the most powerful gods and a cut above the rest that way. Your kids with Ginny will probably be models and witches as well, or perhaps beauty experts. Like I said, they won’t inherit our power, but our power will inform their sensitivity to magic slightly. Likely their most powerful witch spells will be related to beauty, if they have magic. For us it might be a sensitivity to electricity, spells effecting electronics, or on my side a hedge witch with magic that can help grow a garden or make a home seem very welcoming and relaxing.”

  “Our other mates?”

  She sighed, “I’m sorry, Levi. Not really compatible that way. Only Ginny and I can give you children.”

  Well, shit. Okay, just having them was enough, but it was still something of a disappointment to me for some reason I couldn’t nail down in my head.

  She pulled off the main road and onto a twisting road on the swanky side of town, with fenced in properties and very large houses.

  “You ready to bring some justice? We don’t usually involve ourselves in the human world, unless it’s to protect one of our own. Maggie is one of yours, and I’m your mate and ally in all things.”

  I nodded, “I get it, and yes. Rape is evil, sex trafficking is worse, organized crime rape. I just wish we could take down all the customers as well.”

  Janice bit her lip, “Some if not most of the customers are ignorant to the truth. They don’t exactly advertise the prostitutes aren’t willing and aren’t being paid, but drugged and conditioned instead so their keepers can take all the money coming in. That’s why Maggie is in so much danger right now. She told a customer she was a prisoner, which will have been one of the first and major rules she’d have been told not to break. If we don’t move quickly, they’ll likely make a messy example of her for the others.”

  Right, that made a lot more sense now, what Aphrodite had told us. It also changed my mind on killing all the customers.

  She pulled over when there was still a quarter mile to go, and we got out. We were both dressed in workout clothes, so we started a light jog along the sidewalk and moved into a park.

  “What about cameras? A neighborhood this nice has to be under surveillance, if the cops try, they’ll be able to figure it out and backtrack our trail.”

  Janice smirked, “You worry too much.”

  I said, “We are about to commit murder, even if they deserve it. It’s bound to piss off a lot of powerful people.”

  Honestly, I was a bit freaked out about it. I’d excepted the idea that I needed to master my power and martial arts to protect my family. The only justice and protection in my new world would be what I could enforce through my own power, my mates, and my allies. But the human world had police, FBI, a court system, and all that.

  Obviously, it happened enough to be considered normal. Janice looked more than fine with the idea, because one of ours was involved and that apparently made it okay. If the goddess had ordered their deaths, then I’d have just accepted it, probably. I’d do anything for my goddess, fuck the rules or my preconceptions. But Aphrodite had just said to rescue Maggie. She hadn’t said anything about how to do that. So at the moment, I had no choice but to trust my mate was setting the correct course, I was too new to our new world to make that decision.

  Plus, they did deserve death, and if we didn’t kill them then they might seek vengeance later on Maggie. Even if rape wasn’t a killing offense, and I though it should be, Maggie wouldn’t be the first of their slave prostitutes to make a mistake like that. Which meant they were murderers too, probably many times over, so they’d earned death twice over too by my judgement and at least once by the laws. At least, in the states with the death penalty for first degree murder.

  That didn’t mean my heart wasn’t pounding in my chest and I didn’t feel a little sick to my stomach by the idea of taking those lives, deserved or not, what right made me judge and executioner?

  She grinned, “True. Except when the mayor and chief of police finds out the prostitutes that they were fucking in their little club were sex slaves and not getting paid, they’ll do everything they can to bury the lead so that their involvement doesn’t come out. We also have our own coverup apparatus of sorts, otherwise the humans wouldn’t believe magic, gods, and powers don’t exist. It’ll be covered up, trust me.”

  “Why don’t they know?”

  She shrugged, “Ask your father if you ever see him. As king of the gods it was his decision to fade from human consciousness a little over two thousand years ago, and the other gods had little choice in it. Some few humans know, and of course all the humans born of demigods who are normal human or witch, so more know about us than you’d think. They all know better than to try and expose it or talk about us. Given Zeus’s hardline orders on it, keeping the secret is perhaps the one thing every god and goddess agrees on and will enforce.”

  Time for thinking was over, as we approached the edge of the park and ran for the privacy wall. I took in just enough electricity for extra strength and speed, as I pulled out my telescoping rods and leapt over the twelve-foot wall rather easily. Janice took it in a single graceful leap as well, though she did a handstand flip off the top of the wall.

  We raced for the mansion, which at a guess had close to fifty rooms in the two wings. I pulled in more electricity, though I’d only use some of it if guns were pulled on us. I also traced the power leads into the house, and I cut off the power by shorting out the junction box as we slammed into the side door.

  Then it was simply a matter of running toward the panicked voices. There were two armed men in that first hallway, and I felt a little sick as I crushed one of their throats and as he collapsed forward, I crushed his vertebrae with my other rod. When I looked over, the other man was dead at Janice’s feet.

  We went through the wing like angels of death, and slowly the doubt drained from me as we took out that second pair of guards. The blessing told me all I needed to know about those men, and more than I wanted to know. None were spared, and as we hit the central part of the house four more men were racing our way from the other wing, guns out and leading.

  I dove for cover as I connected a conduit to all four, they got off a couple of shots but missed, and I released about half the amount of electricity into each that it would take to disable a monster. The men all shook and screamed, and their guns dropped from their hands as they flopped around wildly like fish out of water.

  Janice was there a second later, breaking necks and skulls with powerful hits of her Escrima sticks.

  I paused for a second, and then felt what my blessing was telling me. I felt all the suffering human women in the rooms in the wings, but Maggie had a much different flavor, and was completely incompatible as far as being my mate. In short, she stuck out in the blessing in a huge way.

  “Maggie is upstairs, as are three more men. There are no others here but their victims, about twenty-five in total in the two wings. Maybe they don’t get a lot of customers mid-afternoon.”

  She winked, “Lead the way.”

  My sexy bright reddish haired mate looked far too excited. It was another side of her I’d never seen. Who knew my soft, warm, and welcoming mate could be so bloodthirsty? I had to admit though, these people were worth killing. Just on decency alone because of what they did, but the blessing was putting even more steel in my spine. These men were monsters that had given in to the darkest part of themselves, and just didn’t care.

  I wasn’t sure what was worse. The ones that got off on the suffering of their victims, or the ones that were coldly uncaring and saw it as a simple and profitable business plan. The first group I could feel directly with my blessing, as it was part of the goddess mantel, that dark lust. The second group was more inference, but I had no doubt I’d pegged them correctly. Their beings held no lust of any flavor toward their victims, so it must’ve been greed that motivated them. What else could it be, unless they were just dead inside.

  I pulled in more power first, not enough to ignite a coruscating storm around my body, just about half what I could hold so I could keep it all contained in my body. It was more than enough to kill a human ten times over, even if all it would do was stun about two monsters and annoy a third. There was no power in the mansion, but the electrical potential was still sitting there right up against the main breaker I’d shorted, and I had no trouble drawing it to me from there.

  The demigod power conduits I created seemed to overcome the resistance of walls, insulation, and even cement just as easily as it did the air, as a bright spark of lightning shot up from the floor and was absorbed into my body.

  Then I took the stairs four at a time, with Janice on my heels. They were in the room at the back of the house, at the end of that hallway, and I took it in as I simply smashed in the double doors with my enhanced strength. The doors not only opened, but they were splintered and flew forward to land on the floor.

  One of the men sat behind the desk in the large home office and study. He was unarmed and no doubt the owner and boss of this operation, or at least of this location. As for Maggie, she’d been in the chair across from the boss, with her arms tied to the arms of the chair. It was good we’d rushed, because I wasn’t sure how much longer she’d have been alive if we hadn’t arrived when we did.

  The other two men were ready for us, with guns pointed our way, no doubt between me cutting the power and the gunshots downstairs it had put them on edge.

  Janice and I spun to either side of the large doorway in the hall as they both opened up on us.

  My power could suck electricity through walls, even multiple ones, but I could only hit what I could see. Electricity had a symbiosis with my power, I could sense it and work with it, but my targets didn’t. In short, I couldn’t shoot them through the walls, and two seconds was an awfully long time when looking down the barrel of a gun held by a man willing to use it.

  So I used my enhanced strength and speed, and looked around the corner of the doorway as my arm whipped out. The steel rod hit the gunman on the right so hard he was thrown backwards as his chest made a cracking noise, which had probably been his sternum.

  A split second later a gun went off next to me, and the second guy dropped dead. I frowned at Janice who winked at me, I’d never even seen her pick up the weapon. She dropped it, as we walked inside the office. When I check the guy, he was dead, probably from heart trauma as I picked up my second weapon lying next to his body.

  The man behind the desk was shaking in fear.

  “I don’t know who you two are, but you’re both dead.”

  Janice ignored him, went to Maggie, and started to heal her. Not only the contusions on her face and the dark handprints on her neck that told me she’d been roughed up, but she also cleared the drugs out of her system.

  Maggie said, “Goddess, that’s better,” and the ropes around her wrists and the chair arms unraveled as she stood up.

  I’d felt something, her magic, but it was odd and weak.

  She was extremely attractive, innocent looking with wide brown eyes and soft perfect skin. In a different way than my Ginny but the effect was similar, and obviously just as false. I imagined it would be quite impactful on her lovers when she turned naughty. It always drove me crazy anyway, when my innocent beauty got a little nasty in bed. Her body was curvaceous at five foot five, with proud rounded C cups. Her hair was a light brown that shone in the sun. She was also younger than I’d expected, still in her late teens at a guess and quite a knockout.

  Maggie smiled at us both, “Thank you, the goddess sent you?”

  I nodded, “Yes, I’m her champion.”

  Maggie looked me over and bit her lip, then looked at Janice, and shrugged to herself as if to say easy come easy go. It was clear the young woman had wanted to properly thank me for the rescue, probably vigorously and repeatedly, but had also divined I was mated. Something I rather think I’d have enjoyed, but my mates wouldn’t tolerate empty sex, only adding more mates, and Maggie obviously wasn’t built for that. Even if she wasn’t totally opposed to mating, we weren’t compatible in that way at all, and would be bumping heads the whole time.

  “Him?” I asked.

  The man was looking at us like we were crazy, and to be fair if some weird assholes broke into my house and started talking about goddesses before last week, I’d have thought them nuts too. It wasn’t exactly planned, but clearly Janice and I were leaving the choice up to her, as if to take her own revenge or leave it to us to put him down.

  Maggie said, “Leave him to me, now that I have those damned drugs out of me.”

  Weak perhaps in comparison to us, her magic, but weak didn’t mean ineffective, and a human man had no resistance at all like demigods and monsters would. He started to choke and wheeze, grabbed his left arm as his left hand clawed in pain, then he spat up blood and his eyes went glassy. I honestly had no idea what she’d just done, but whatever it was had been inside his body.

  We heard sirens in the distance, and I looked toward the window.

  Janice said to me, “You probably triggered the alarm. The monitoring company would’ve lost the connection when the power went out and notified the cops as a matter of course.”

  I shrugged sheepishly, better that than being recorded on any cameras in this place.

  Maggie said, “You two should go, thank you for the rescue. I’ll handle the cops, business deal gone wrong, the boss was poisoned, and his people killed before their business partners fled. Of course, I was only in here to service them, against my will, during the negotiations.”

  Right, that should cover it.

  “Poison?”

  Maggie nodded, “What I did to him is consistent with certain poisons that causes bleeding of the lungs and heart attacks. It won’t be detected of course, but they’ll just brush that off as it breaking down before they ran the tests. A lot of poisons are like that. The good ones anyway, and everyone knows there’s no such thing as magic,” she smiled.

  Her answers were more disturbing than the questions, and she was honestly creeping me out a bit. Both with her casual knowledge of poisons and just how calm and sensuously she was standing in a room with three dead men, so I stopped asking questions.

  Janice and I headed out the same way we came in. We were already halfway through the park before the cop cars zoomed down the street toward the mansion.

  It was my first mission ever, and I got why she sent me. Most of her other champions weren’t fighters, and any kind of delay to bring in another champion’s ally would’ve probably ended in Maggie’s death. I also wasn’t sure how many she even had in our city, me and Ginny might be it as far as I knew.

  Still, I was quite satisfied by the turnout, even if I would be watching the news story closely. I didn’t doubt Janice exactly, but it seemed far too convenient it would all be swept under the rug.

  But of course, it was.

  Chapter Five

  Our six shoppers pulled in right behind us as we were getting out of the car, which I supposed was good timing. They’d taken two cars, and both of them were stuffed full of packages in the back seats and trunks, so I moved to help with the unloading. Even as I traded welcome home kisses with Ginny, Nicole, Dawn, and Aurora.

  Caroline playfully got in on that action too, with a teasing wink, but of course there was absolutely no heat in it. She was my friend and ally. We had no spark at all outside of the growing trust and our new alliance.

  I decided it was no wonder that it’d taken them about six hours, there were bags from several different clothing and shoe shops, as well as the supermarket. It took us a while to unload it all, and while Janice and Nicole took charge in the kitchen, I was in the guest bedroom unboxing and un-bagging my new wardrobe, and then getting it all hung up in the small but spacious walk-in closet.

  I think Nicole was downstairs helping Janice put dinner together and put away groceries, Caroline and Bree were in their room, and Dawn was with Ginny in the main bedroom helping Ginny make room in her huge walk-in closet for Nicole’s and Janice’s new wardrobes.

  Which left Aurora alone with me, putting up her and her sister’s clothes which they’d probably share as twins, and of course my own. It didn’t take long before we had a system going, and I was fairly sure that the way she brushed her body against mine so firmly every time we squeezed by each other at the closet door was by design. She either raked her tits against my back, or her ass against my cock, every single time.

  Both my twins were incredibly beautiful around the face, with severe cheekbones and perfect skin like a runway model, and pouty blowjob lips. The silver and gold strands mixed in the base of their bright scarlet red hair was exotic and quite beautiful, and it went all the way down to their asses. Their bodies were a pure call to sin, at five foot seven with gravity defying heart shaped double D cups. They had mouthwateringly thin waists and tight stomachs, and delightfully heart shaped asses over toned and delicious legs.

  Dawn was always mischievously bubbly and vibrant, but my Aurora changed her emotions often. Tempestuous fit in some ways, though the word had a negative connotation that really didn’t fit my wildly unpredictable Aurora. She’d not glared or gotten angry with me once since I’d met her for instance. She just bounced randomly from one moment to the next between shy and sweet, vivaciously mischievous, loving, clingy, and seductive in a way that made my head spin. All of those were positive emotions as far as I was concerned. Just… unpredictable, and very much enthralling to me. I never knew what side of Aurora I’d be seeing next.