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  Soul Sentinels 4: Mitry and Weni

  Mitry Mosi and Weni Oba can barely believe their eyes when they appear on the top of Shoshone Mountain to fight the shadow demons. A beautiful red-haired, green-eyed goddess of a woman is fighting the demonic by herself and she's human. But what's even more astounding is that she is their mate.

  Krysta Black has been fighting the demons for nearly two years all alone. However, she knows she's not the only one fighting evil but she's not sure what the other group of people are. She encountered them previously and watched them fight from the vantage point behind a large tree trunk, thankfully without them knowing of her presence.

  When they appear to fight beside her, Krysta is distracted and ends up grievously wounded. The only way for Mit and Wen to save their mate is to claim her without her agreement. Krysta's feisty and independent. Will she be able to accept that she's bonded to two men? Will the Soul Sentinels trust her to lead them into the bowels of hell to win the fight against evil?

  Genre: Fantasy, Ménage a Trois/Quatre

  Length: 49,567 words

  SOUL SENTINELS 4:

  MITRY AND WENI

  Becca Van

  MENAGE EVERLASTING

  Siren Publishing, Inc.

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  SOUL SENTINELS 4: MITRY AND WENI

  Copyright © 2016 by Becca Van

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  Table of Contents

  Title Page

  Copyright Page

  Prologue

  Chapter One

  Chapter Two

  Chapter Three

  Chapter Four

  Chapter Five

  Chapter Six

  Chapter Seven

  Chapter Eight

  Chapter Nine

  Chapter Ten

  Chapter Eleven

  Chapter Twelve

  Chapter Thirteen

  Chapter Fourteen

  Epilogue

  About the Author

  SOUL SENTINELS 4:

  MITRY AND WENI

  BECCA VAN

  Copyright © 2016

  Prologue

  He watched her from the heavens, lamenting the fact he’d only known of her existence for two short years. Frustration centered in his gut, forming a knot of lead and making it hard to swallow. He wanted to go to her and reveal who he was but that would be against the rules. Patience was one of his many virtues, but this time was harder than most to wait for the right time, if there ever was going to be one.

  The rules set for him and the others hadn’t been broken as yet but he was thankful he’d learned to bend them upon occasion. He’d shown her what to look for in her dreams and provided the information she searched for so she would continue to succeed in her solitary fight.

  Her existence so far had been full of pain and loneliness, but soon she would have two others to stand at her side. He’d seen it in his own dreams but what worried him was that she would venture close to death. Tears formed and no matter how hard he tried to blink them back, they welled and rolled down his cheeks. To hold her in his arms for just a few moments in time would be the most joyful experience ever, but he had no way of knowing if that would ever happen.

  The harbored pain and anger in her heart had been festering since she was a young child even if she didn’t realize it. She kept others at an arm’s length so she wouldn’t get hurt again, but she was also full of love and compassion, helping others in need without wanting any thanks for it. He was so proud of her, his heart ached with the overwhelming emotions and he swiped at his damp cheeks impatiently.

  There was an abundance of energy flowing inside her veins and while they hadn’t manifested as yet, he knew they would in the not-too-distant future. The two men and the three women and the six other sentinels were catalysts, but she was the key. The key that could end up keeping humanity safe from evil for another couple of centuries or so, but only if the others trusted.

  He knew it would be hard for them to go in blind on a hunch, but he had faith in them as they had faith in him. After all, wasn’t that what this was all about?

  The fight, the balance between good and evil, and love. Love was what made everything worth fighting for, and although the sentinels never said it to anyone other than their mates, their actions spoke of the love they held for one another. The friendship bond was strong, but would his warriors and the three women open their hearts to another? He hoped so. It would disappoint him greatly if they didn’t, but again, he had faith in them. All of them had big hearts and he could almost see them embracing her into the fold with arms wide open, but it would take her a little time to get used to them. She was stubborn. A smile formed on his lips. She couldn’t be anything else really. Her genes helped form her personality.

  Ra pushed his introspection aside and then sighed with frustration as he watched his eight sentinels and the three women fighting the shadow demons. The demonic numbers had grown out of proportion and although he had the power to destroy them, he had rules to follow just like anybody else. Only God, Him
self could command the way of things and there was no way in the universe he would go against his deity.

  He wished he could do more but his hands were figuratively tied. The only time he had been allowed to step in was when the first of his sentinels had found their mate and when Lavinia was pulled into the bowels of hell itself, but God had given him orders that Apep was to remain in the underworld unharmed by Ra. He’d been allowed to deal with and eradicate the shadow demons hell-bent on stealing Lavinia’s soul and retrieving her from the underworld, and though he’d been tempted to do more, he’d refrained. If he were to take out Apep, there would be unbalance in the world. Good and evil were as necessary to the humans and gods as was air to breathe.

  He cheered from the heavens as the sentinels took out over fifty shadow demons and smiled with pride as the three human women, who were now demigods, killed nearly as many as their mates. When he saw movement from behind the large trunk of a tree, he nearly laughed out loud. She was watching them and they had no idea. She was smart because she was downwind from them, but from the look on her face she was also shocked. Not really a surprise considering humans were unaware of their demigod protectors.

  When his boss had first suggested that Ra’s warriors needed to be rewarded after their long centuries of loyal servitude, he’d been surprised, but also happy for his sentinels. They deserved some happiness after being alone for so long. He just wished that Mitry and Weni would also find their mate soon. Every time he saw the two demigods as they watched the other women he saw sad yearning in their gazes. It had been almost six months since Nehi and Menna had found their mate, Lavinia Frock. It hurt to watch as two of his warriors became more and more withdrawn.

  Mitry Mosi and Weni Oba deserved to have love and happiness just like the other sentinels. Although he’d had a hand in them being able to mate and turn a human woman to be like they were, he couldn’t force a female to be attracted to the sentinels. If there was no spark then there was no spark. If he had been able to he could have stepped in years ago and suggested to his boss that his warriors needed strong, yet gentle, loving women by their sides.

  However, the moment he laid eyes on her, he knew she was perfect for them. She was feisty as hell and full of life. He wasn’t sure how she was going to react when she saw them and though he wished he could see the outcome, it was beyond his capabilities to look. She was too close to him even if she didn’t know it and sometimes the emotions filling his heart blocked what he could see. Or maybe his boss was blocking him?

  Sometimes Ra wished he could argue with God and demand to be able to infiltrate hell and wipe Apep from the underworld along with his evil minions, but who was he to question the most powerful being in the heavens and the universe? He couldn’t see his boss taking kindly to being told what to do. He’d figured out millennia ago that there was always a reason for what happened even if he didn’t understand his boss’s directives.

  Ra knew that his sentinels thought he was behind the shadow demons being able to get into their underground, underwater base to test their love and faith and while he hadn’t denied the supposition, he hadn’t really affirmed it either. Nonetheless, he'd had no hand in the demonic infiltrating the base, nor in how the women were being terrorized by the demonic. He suspected that was all his deities’ doing.

  The times he’d been able to step in were when his boss sent him in to help with a snap of his fingers. He never got any warning or orders from his superior and didn’t know what was about to happen before it did. Sometimes he wished he could read his God’s thoughts and plans so he knew what was going to happen beforehand but if that was the case, he and his warriors would never be tested in the true sense of the word.

  Thousands of years ago before Apep had started to build his shadow demon army, Ra had been able to look on the evil snake god whenever he liked, but now he could only see what the evil one was up to every now and then.

  He wondered why his God was testing him, too. Surely he’d proven time and time again his faith and love to his deity? He thought he had especially shown his loyalty when his boss ordered that he and Amun merge so that they were way more powerful than Apep. They did so without a quibble or any questioning.

  Why would his God merge two lesser gods and then allow them to see and do less than previously? He wished he knew the answer to that question, but suspected he would never really know.

  Ra turned his attention back to his sentinels and their mates.

  The love they held for each other was unbound and deeper than any other being that existed in all the worlds and inhabitants he’d had the fortune to see.

  Ra envied them that. He was a little envious of the way his sentinels and their mates interacted and loved. He had only ever had the gentle touch of a couple of women but one in particular always stayed in the forefront of his mind. She’d been very attracted to him but she hadn’t loved him. While she'd touched his heart in a small way, he hadn't loved her, either. If he'd been able to spend more time with her, he suspected love would have come, but it hadn't been meant to be. There had been such a love for life in her eyes, he hadn't been able to resist her, and they'd spent a couple of wonderful hours together.

  He’d tried to seek her out over the years, but apart from a brief glimpse of her a few years after their encounter, he’d never been able to see her again. After what he’d seen of her, maybe that was a good thing. The poor woman had gone down a destructive path, drinking and poisoning her body with drugs. His heart broke for her but her life was her own and out of his hands. He’d never had the loving touch of a woman and wondered what it would be like, but since he was a god he was sure he would never get the chance to experience such a thing.

  The physical act had been physically gratifying for a few seconds but none of those women had touched his heart, nor he theirs.

  It was only his eight sentinels that had ever touched on his emotions when they stepped in so long ago to save that poor old slave. That was until Zara, Nina, and Lavinia came onto the scene.

  A smile tugged at his lips. Mitry and Weni were often making jokes with the other sentinels and telling them that they were pussy whipped, when the females weren’t around of course. And while they boasted about being able to do whatever they wanted since they had no female of their own, they craved what the other demigods had.

  The two sentinels had begun spending more and more time hidden away in their apartment or out and about searching out the demonic on their own. Ra wished he could send her into their path, but it was forbidden.

  God had told him to tell his warriors about sending them mates and while he hadn’t really doubted his deity, he hadn’t quite believed him either. There had been so many questions he’d wanted to ask but knew he wouldn’t get any answers until his boss was ready to impart with more information. Thankfully the women had asked some of the questions he’d wanted to ask and as soon as they finished asking, the answers flooded his mind.

  That his God, the God of all living things, had deigned to answer the women’s questions through Ra, made him wonder if there was more to these innocent, loving females than he’d first suspected, but only time would tell. He wouldn’t have any more answers until God was ready to respond.

  He was curious about the barely there angel marks on the women’s shoulder blades but he didn’t have any answers and again knew not to ask. The women and their mates were curious, but how could he respond to their questions when he had no answers?

  It was hard being patient and watching when he wanted to jump in and take out the demonic and underworld leader, but if he knew his God, and he was pretty sure he did, there was more to come than what he was currently seeing.

  He just wished he knew what it was.

  Chapter One

  Mit glanced about and sighed with relief when he saw that there were no more shadow demons left. He was tired but not physically. The tiredness which had invaded his body over the last months was all emotional and even though it was hard for him to keep his fee
lings hidden from the other sentinels, he’d managed to. Or thought he had.

  When he saw Set and Sab glance over at him and Wen, he wondered if they knew how he was feeling. He gave a mental shrug and turned his back on the other men and their mates as the warriors made sure their women were unharmed.

  Lavinia had taken a blow to the back earlier on in the fight and while she took a sip of Menna’s blood so she could heal, Mit, Wen, and Nehi, or En as he liked to be called, made sure that the demonic weren’t able to get at the pair. The moment Men released Lavinia, En ran his hands over Lavinia and checked out her healing wound to make sure his mate was okay.

  “Are you ready to go home?” Wen asked.

  Mit immediately shook his head but then changed it to a nod. He didn’t really want to go home and sit at the kitchen table while they all shared the breakfast meal, but he was so tired he couldn’t be bothered going elsewhere. Maybe he would feel a little better after showering and filling his belly. He just hoped that the other sentinels and their mates didn’t display any of the affection they usually did because he wasn’t sure how much more he could take. He was glad that his warrior friends were happy but he also wished he and Wen would find a woman of their own to love.

  Sometimes he felt so hard and jaded and wondered if his heart was encased in ice. It was almost impossible not to become cynical and nearly numb of all feeling after fighting for nearly five thousand years with no end of the turmoil in sight.

  After Lavinia had been pulled into the bowels of hell and survived to tell her story, Mit began to wonder if Ra and the other gods were sitting up in the heavens having a good laugh at their expense. If Ra had been able to follow Lavinia into hell and kill a cavern full of shadow demons, why the hell couldn’t he just go back and destroy the lot of them? Why were he and the other sentinels needed to fight all the time when his own deity had the power to take them all out?