I hunt his kind, but he swears he’s on my side.
Thor is at my back, guiding me through the crowd, his hand pressing intimately against my spine and his breath brushing my cheek. We’re here to stop a crazy Aztec god, but we can’t see him. He’s hiding behind magic and the men whose minds he’s taken. The men raise their guns, aiming for their target. I act without thinking, dropping my enchanted claws and rushing toward them. I strike. The shots go wide. My momentum carries me forward… straight into a solid chest. Arms wrap around me as I stare up into a pair of deadly, crimson eyes. My will seeps away, becoming his. The last thing I hear is Thor shouting my name.
I never should have listened to that damn Viking.
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