A commotion at the front of the lodge caught their attention, and a man and woman clutching each other ran in, shouting and crying.
“Our son, please, somebody help us, they took our son,” the man shouted.
His wife, for clearly they were a couple, just sobbed, unable even to speak.
“We were on the trail behind the lodge, and they came out of nowhere, like giant hairy ghosts,” the man said, his eyes wild. “We’ve never seen such monsters! You must believe me, we would never make this up. They were gray, with red eyes, and at least eight feet tall—”
The old man nursing a whiskey at the bar interrupted him. “We’ve got a feral pack of shape-shifting yetis around here. They like to take kids, young and juicy. Let ’em sit around for a couple of days before they kill ’em, so you still have a chance if you go now.”
The woman’s eyes rolled back in her head and she dropped like a stone—fainted dead away. Her husband caught her on the way down, but then he burst into tears. “Who will help me?”
Quinn put her hand on Alaric’s. “Oh, honey, isn’t it a lovely day for a hike?”
“It’s freezing outside.”
She stroked her lips with one finger and then lightly licked her lips and finger, both, while she watched her husband’s eyes glaze over.
“Brisk, is what I meant to say,” he amended. “Great day for a brisk walk.”
Quinn stood up and walked over to the couple sitting on the floor. “Don’t worry. We’ll find him for you.”
“Yetis,” Alaric said, coming up behind her with her coat. “It had to be yetis.”
“Better than skunks,” she reminded him. “Our life together will never be boring.”
“Thank the gods for that,” he murmured, before he helped her into her coat and walked out onto the frozen mountainside to hunt for shape-shifting yetis.
In the very back of the bar, a large man with eyes that constantly shifted from blue to green to blue again watched them go.
AND HE CALLED ME A DERANGED FOOL, Poseidon thought, smiling fondly. I’LL HAVE HIM BACK YET. ESPECIALLY WHEN THEY FIND OUT THEIR FIRST DAUGHTER IS ON THE WAY. THEY SHOULD NAME HER AFTER ME.
POSEIDONA, I THINK.
Still smiling, the sea god dropped a gold coin on the table and vanished. He had the next generation of Atlanteans to worry about now. That Prince Aidan was going to be a handful . . .
THE WARRIORS OF POSEIDON SERIES BY ALYSSA DAY
Atlantis Rising
High Prince Conlan’s Story
Atlantis Awakening
Lord Vengeance’s Story
Atlantis Unleashed
Lord Justice’s Story
Atlantis Unmasked
Alexios’s Story
Atlantis Redeemed
Brennan’s Story
Atlantis Betrayed
Christophe’s Story
Vampire in Atlantis
Daniel’s Story
Heart of Atlantis
High Priest Alaric’s Story
SPECIALS
“Wild Hearts in Atlantis” from Wild Thing
Bastien’s Story
“Shifter’s Lady” from Shifter
Ethan’s Story