Goddess Of The Underworld (Sheridan Hartin) novel Chapter 106

Chapter 106

Noah

I should’ve known better than to think I’d get in and out of the pantry unnoticed. I moved like a man possessed, navigating the castle corridors in nothing but a pair of joggers and a look of grim determination. The Underworld didn’t sleep, exactly, but the halls were mostly quiet, bathed in the flickering torchlight that hummed with low magic. Somewhere in the distance, a wraith moaned, probably getting exorcised. I didn’t stop. First, I raided. the kitchen for the basics: pickles, honey, and lemon juice. Then salt, because apparently just regular pickles weren’t disgusting enough. The moment I opened the pantry and reached for the bag of smoked jerky shoved behind a sack of dried herbs, I heard it.

“No.”

I froze, hand halfway to the bag. I turned slowly.

Haiden stood at the other end of the kitchen, shirtless, his arms crossed over his chest

like an angry god guarding a holy relic. His black eyes narrowed at the scene unfolding

before him.

“Don’t,” he warned, stepping forward.

“She’s pregnant,” I said flatly, snatching the jerky before he could lunge.

“That doesn’t mean she gets my jerky, Noah.”

“She’s growing our child in her womb. She could ask for a phoenix egg marinated in moonfire, and you’d better believe I’d find it.”

Haiden grimaced. “Okay, first of all, don’t say the word womb to me. Second, there were four bags in here yesterday. Why is there only one now?”

I gave him a bland look. “Because I ate the others last week. Also, Xavier stole one.”

His jaw dropped. “That son of a…wait, he did sneak a bag yesterday, didn’t he? I knew he smelled smoky!”

I was already backing out of the pantry, prize in hand. “I’ll replace it.”

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“You can’t replace that jerky,” he called after me like it was sacred. “That was cured by demon monks in the obsidian caverns. Do you know how long I waited for that shipment?”

I called over my shoulder, “Then you shouldn’t have hidden it in the obvious place. Rookie move, Haiden.”

There was a dramatic sound of him throwing his hands in the air. “This is betrayal! Treason! I’m telling Levi!”

“I’m terrified,” I deadpanned, kicking the kitchen door open with my foot as I balanced the haphazard stack of bizarre snacks.

“You should be! You’re going to be a father, where’s your moral compass?”

I didn’t answer. I was too busy hurrying back to Envy with my arms full of her cravings, grinning like an idiot because somehow this was what my life had become, stealing

ancient jerky and lemon–soaked pickles for a woman who made me want to burn the

world down just to hear her laugh. By the time I made it back to our rooms, arms full of the weirdest snack combination known to man or hellhound, I was already picturing the smile I’d get from her. Envy’s cravings were unpredictable, but her joy when I delivered

them made the midnight kitchen raids worth every second. I nudged the door open with my shoulder, careful not to drop the honey jar.

“Baby, I-”

“Yeah,” I said, low and rough, as I stepped in and set them down on the nightstand. I

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