"Glad you could finally make it, Reaper." A deep voice said as soon as they stepped inside, causing Helena to almost jump out of her own skin. She gripped Reaper's hand more firmly in hers, and he rubbed his thumb comfortingly across the inside of her wrist.
"Yeah we made it but just barely." Reaper told whoever was hiding in the shadows.
"What do you mean?"
"A titan arrived, tried his usual intimidation tactics." Reaper said, shrugging. The titans intimidating ways were legendary among his kind. They were like drill sargeant assigned some new recruits. There to either make them or break them. "So we made a run for it before he could hurt one or both of us."
"That's all you could do." The masculine voice said, still not revealing himself to their presence. "You're both better to us alive."
"Yeah, and why is that?" Helena asked, finally finding her voice.
"So the lady speaks." The Oracle stepped forward from the shadows, and Helena gasped in surprise. He was gorgeous. His skin was flawless, and wonderfully tanned, obviously from spending hours in the sun. Long black hair brushed his broad shoulders, all silky smooth and well groomed.
"Who are you?" She couldn't help but ask.
"I am Pyre. One of the Oracles."
"Great. Nice to meet you." Helena said, breaking free of Reaper's grip before walking further into the room and producing her hand.
"The pleasure is all mine." Pyre said with a purr as he enfolded her hand in his. He raised it to his lips, and laid a chaste kiss on the inside of her wrist.
Helena shivered, she couldn't help it. It was nice for a change having two men vying for her attention.
"That's enough Pyre." Reaper warned with a growl. Helena was his. "So, what are you doing here anyway?"
"I'll be taking over your job as Helena's protector." Pyre said casually, baiting him.
"Like hell you will."
"It'll only be for a short time while you consult with the top dog."