The Final Battle (RAPTURE Series Book #3)

Chapter 36 Once Too Often, Your A Goddess?

Rapture The Final Battle By: LadyDawn

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Chapter 36 Once Too Often, Your A Goddess?

Bavo POV

Have you ever had one of those days when you said to yourself: I am so bored I could go out and kill something. Well, watch what you ask for you never know what you might get saying something stupid like that, trust me, I know first hand. Truly I do. I said that last night at the dinner table to the family, and got my butt chewed off for it, right good too. I though I was the head of this group, but with this many women, fat chance of that being true. One male never stands a chance against a house full of females. Thrust me on this too, I know I am, Bavo the sorry male that has to live with all their ravaging hormones on a daily basis. Sigh.

We had been practicing all day downstairs—just the three of us—seeing as Valia and her daughter Diana were regulated to the outdoors now for all their training. We were working on a new quicker entry kill technique that we hoped—with the way Valia and Diana's increase in powers would boost everything we did—we could utilize that power in this design for faster entry and a cleaner kill. If all worked out as planned between the increase in speed and my fire strength we should be in, and able to systematically kill just the exact intended targets leaving the rest safe and sound. It was a bold plan, but we were refining the details for the last week. The only hard part was is determining the increase in power Valia and or Diana would force upon me at the time of entry. That alone would determine my degree of accuracy. Bold, but doable.

Valia POV

Diana and I have been busy helping out Wilda and Stela all day with the manors mid week cleanup. Every Wednesday they go through the whole place strip the beds and curtains and do all the wash along with picking up all the laundry for all the rooms throughout the manor. We have all been busy helping to give them a break due to the fridge Arctic cold outside, and more that four feet of snow on the ground out by the lake we found today, when we flashed out there to check. So, here we are helping out to give us something to do so we don't pull our hair out instead. Bavo's little comment last night at dinner I could have kicked him for; he could have jinxed us with a comment like that. Everybody told him to be careful what he wished for he just might get it. Stupid Boy! Of all things. Sigh.

“Mother?”

“Down here Diana,” I rang out. I had no idea where she was calling me from, just I heard her calling me with the musical voice of hers. 'Mother, where are you?' 'In the sitting room hanging drapes, honey, you?'

“Hi,”

“Yipes,”

“I got ya! Hang in there.”

“Thanks I almost fell. Never do that when I am up on a ladder I almost fell!”

“Sorry, mother, what are you doing way up there?”

“Someone had to hang these. Wilda and Stela, were busy so I decided to hang them to darken the room so I could watch some TV.”

“Oh. I see. Need some help, I am finished up on the second floor all the beds are made?”

“Sure, can you get the other end and lift it up to make hanging easier, please.” That sure makes hanging a drape the length of a wall so much easier. “There, finished now we can see the TV. With all that light coming in I couldn't make anything out.” We went over, and collapsed in the couch to relax, and the volume came up in the couch for us to hear. I let out a contented sigh. I was bushed.