JAMIE SOUTHSIDE
Thanks...but you ever do that to me again and I'll kill you Ares. The now bonded Southside Demon thought with equal parts anger, fear, and relief. Never before in all of his history had Jamie's strength failed him. His courage was drawn from that fact, from the invicible certainty of being able to defeat all comers. When such a fragile looking piece of cloth held him bound and unable to move it was as if the world had ended. It had shattered his belief in the fate he thought his. For what was a warrior without the courage that came from strength.
Courage is more then strength, it's more then victory. Courage is facing the enemy head on. And no matter how weak or how little your chances of victory never giving up. And even when Hades comes to collect you spitting in his face.
Anger collected at the merest mention of Ares calling him a coward. But even as he wanted to tell the God of War to shut up he didn't. The Berserker had promised to listen to his patron's advice after all.
Relief however was the biggest emotion. The event the Vice President of the Southside Demons MC had been waiting for nearly eighteen years was finally over. Honestly he thought this was going to mark the end of his life as he knew it. But Meredith seem different from the others. Some small part of him, the tactically obbessed part wondered if the attraction to Apollo's chosen was part of the bond. Watching the emotions flit across her face made Jamie care little though. There were less pleasant options around the table after all.
Taking out his flask Jamie uncapped it when Meredith asked him if he had any left. Swirling the contents around he smiled at the flush in his bond mate's face.
" To the Gods sense of humor and their small mercies. " Jamie toasted before putting the flask to his lips and draining exactly half of the Pyatizvyozdnaya contained within. Handing the rest to Meredith.
You have no idea the kinda of favours I had to call in with Apollo to make this happen. Small mercies my ass. Next lifetime I am sticking ya with a fugly she troll ya hear.
For once the chosen of Ares didn't counter the statment. After all the God of war wasn't wrong. Jamie just hoped the next lifetime wasn't decided in a coffee shop.