A week had elapsed, and neither Delilah nor Boone had seen or heard from Odin. They were starting to get edgy. They were not sure what Odin’s plans for them were. On the eighth day, Boone finally addressed the giant pink elephant in the room.
“So will you really lose your powers?” Boone asked Delilah, almost fearful.
“I do not know,” Delilah replied. “Probably. My other sisters who have married humans had their powers and memories of the family stripped away. They became mortal.”
“And I am not human, so it really complicates things,” Boone pondered aloud but not addressing the fact Delilah would become mortal. It was too much to think about.
“Yes, it is something I do not think the family has had to consider before,” Delilah contemplated.
“And the wedding?” Boone asked.
“We need to wait for Daddy’s decision. If he allows me to keep my powers, the family will plan the wedding. If not, then it will be up to us.”
“So this could be a big wedding?” Boone asked, again fearful. He liked simple. Up until he met Delilah, despite the fact he was a wolf, he felt his life had been simple and uncomplicated once he had moved to Red Mountain.
“The weddings on the hill are splendid. It is breathtaking. It is like getting married in heaven,” Delilah replied. Her face was almost glowing remembering the last god and goddess wedding she had attended.
“So we wait?” Boone asked.
“We wait,” Delilah replied. “So to keep from getting bored sitting around for Daddy, I guess we should get on with our lives.”
“How long could this take?”
“Daddy works on his own timetable,” Delilah chuckled. “It could be a while.”
Boone’s thoughts were conflicted. He wanted to marry Delilah. But he did not want her to have to change for him. He did not want her to give up who and what she was for him.
“You said you want children,” Boone started. “How does that work?”
Delilah laughed. “Boone? Do you know how babies are made?”
“Of course, I do,” Boone snapped impatiently. “I meant if you and I have babies, children, will they be wolves or gods and goddesses.”
“It will depend on Daddy. It will depend on whether or not I keep my powers.”
“What about you becoming a wolf?”
“I am not sure whether or not I am immune to your bite and to your blood. And you are half wolf, so if I cannot turn wolf, our babies would only be a one-quarter wolf. Quarter wolves do not have an active wolf gene. They will not turn wolf unless you turn them,” Delilah explained.
“So we could live a normal life?” Boone asked.
“Normal for humans? Or normal for us?” Delilah mused with her brows raised.
Boone considered her question for a moment and then chuckled. “There is nothing normal about us, Delilah.”
“We will figure it all out as we go along,” Delilah replied casually. “We have done okay so far.”
“If you consider being threatened by vampires, held hostage, and hunting down murderers and rapists for a living as okay,” Boone quipped sarcastically.
“We all have to make a living,” Delilah replied.
“Where would we live?” Boone asked looking around. “This house is not big enough to raise a family and Raven Hill is a bit...too much.”
“Not on Raven Hill,” Delilah quickly replied. “This is my home now. I like it here. It may be small, but I have never felt as comfortable and happy as I do here. We can add on. We will figure it out, just like a normal couple.”
Boone walked to Delilah and took her in his arms. “I love you, Delilah,” Boone whispered lovingly into her ear.