"I'm going to take a shower, okay?" I nodded and watched as he disappeared upstairs. I'm hungry. I made a plate of food, sat in the living room, and watched my favourite drama. I swear this right here was my dopamine and I just couldn't wait to see if Theo would apologise to Xania. It was a rom-com about a CEO kind of thing who fell in love with one of his subordinates. Xania had stolen from this evil man who had some sort of beef against Theo, so that guy wanted to use Xania against Theo, who by the way was married and had a kid. However, Theo ended up using Xania against that evil man and in the process, also fell for her. We were slowly reaching the climax and honestly, I was anxious about it. What would happen between them? Would they talk it out and everything would be okay or would they fight it out, and everything won't be okay? Why are people from here such darn good writers, keeping me at the edge of my seat! After eating my warm meal, I made myself a nice bowl of dessert
Ever since I loudly confessed to Miall how much I wanted him, I'm ashamed to admit that I have been avoiding him for quite some time now. Yes, I do talk to him but I can never be in the same space with him for too long. I always just feel as if he'll bring it up and just reject me again. That's why it's better for me to self-reject; that way, I will avoid any type of hurt that may come from him, and I will be just okay. I should really stop being so confident in times I certainly get the urge to be confident, because then I go around talking shit about how I'm obsessed with him. He probably thinks my life now revolves around him. In all honesty, it does, but I don't need him knowing to what extent. I looked up at the clock on the wall, and he isn't up yet. Another strategy of mine when it comes to avoiding Miall is waiting for him to go to his training sessions or sometimes meetings with his mom. Now that I'm in training to become Luna, and half of all of my time I'm with Nyleve,
Thirty hours and twenty-five minutes. That's how long it has been since Miall fell asleep and in those hours, I've only slept for five in total. It's probably not my place to be right here next to him, but I couldn't help not worrying, or wanting to take the pain from him which was stupid of me. I've only known him for four months and that one night, and I have grown to care for him so much. Despite all the angst he's put me through, I'm putting it all aside because it hurts to see him like this. Lying in bed, lifeless. At first, he was always thrashing in pain, and Nyleve tried to get me away from him but I couldn't handle it. How foolish of me. What can a human girl do really? There isn't much I can do to take his pain away, but I still wanted to be here, close to him. I sat on the chair across his bed, supporting my head against my unwounded hand. My left hand rested on my lap as I watched him breathe equally, I patiently waited for the moment he would wince in pain so that I
MIALL'S POV BEFORE MIALL WOKE UP "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!" Orion ranted as he walked up and down. "Fuck!" He screamed into the bright open room. I sat down quietly and watched as he took out all of his frustrations by kicking the air or swearing it out, things that he would never do in front of Amanah. "You don't fucking listen," he directed to me as he stared at me from the corner of his eyes. "This is the last fucking place I'd rather be!" He shouted and gave the room middle fingers. "Where are we?" I asked him and he groaned sitting down next to me, he wore a suit and didn't look as half bad as he normally does. "We've been summoned by the Gods," he replied as he fixed my jacket. "Don't say a word," he said sternly and I raised my eyebrows. "You will do all the talking?" I asked amusedly, after all, he's the one that was fighting with the room just now. "Yes, because you are a fucking idiot. Just follow my lead and then we'll be out here quickly and back to Amanah," he took
I groaned as I opened my eyes, rubbing my forehead. What the hell happened? "Oh, you're awake?" The woman who looked like Amanah knelt next to me; she was dressed in a black and white cloak vintage dress. She had a small bowl next to her filled with water. "You were out for quite some time," she softly said as she reached toward my face. I grabbed her hand, stopping her and she stared at me, surprised. "What are you doing here, Amanah, and where's Orion?" I asked, and her eyes stared into mine, confused. "I'm sorry, sir, but I am not Amanah. You passed out in the woods last night, you had quite the fever, but it's gone down now," she reached for my forehead and pulled the damp cloth. "If you're feeling okay now, you can leave my cottage," she pointed to the door as she got up with her bowl and left the cottage. "Where is Orion?" I whispered to myself as I got up. I felt a little woozy but quickly regained my balance. Leaving her tiny cottage, I opened the door and I wasn't ready fo
Naja had disappeared into thin air after she said this trial would be fun. I was still confused about what was happening. In the previous trial, it felt like I was going through Orion's memories just to find myself standing at a door waiting for Orion to come out of his deep slumber. How we had switched positions was blurry to me, but it also felt like it made sense. That woman that Orion said was his wife Zyrah looked like Amanah, although there were a few things you could use to tell them apart. Amanah's eyes were a lighter shade of brown compared to Zyrah's. She had a beauty spot right next to her left eye. But there was still so much that was the same. The way they were so mean with their words yet kind in their actions almost convinced me they were one person. I looked at Orion and his jaw was still clenched. "Are you okay?" I asked and his left eye twitched. "Tie your stupid hair!" He bellowed and I leaned away from him, gathering my hair and tying it. "I don't get why your
Third Person P.O.V "So this is going to be pretty simple," Impa said, clapping his hands. The room was filled with fire, but it wasn't burning hot. The temperature was enough to cause discomfort to those of different nature from the alpha’s but it barely made a difference to them since they were already fired up. Coincidentally enough, they had a better understanding of each other throughout the trials they’ve gone through so far. Miall could easily feel why Orion wasn’t so fond of Impa. The proud man was loud and clearly had a huge ego. Where Miall and Orion stood looked like dried-up lava, Impa smirked as he formed a fiery rod and pointed it at Orion. "I want a duel against the god of Lycans," he said, emphasising Orion's title and Orion rolled his eyes. "A duel? Between a god and a lighter? Sure," Orion shrugged, rolling his neck; Impa's eye twitched as he stared at Orion in absolute hate. The two obviously had a knack for getting on each other's nerves. "Because I am still a g
"You guys made it through Inferno's Pit," the sun goddess said, yeah and we barely made it. "I'm so glad," she put her hands together. "You're not going to torture us, right, Ylil?" Orion asked. I was tired, felt burnt out and as if I were going to drop soon. "No, but this journey is for Miall alone," Ylil said with a stern yet sorry look. Fuck, it's my turn now? "Whatever you see in there is never real, but it reflects you. Good luck," what did she mean by that? I pray I won't have to fight with anybody or explain myself anymore. Why are all these gods so obsessed with what it is in our lives and try to use it against us? I know I'm no saint at all, but it is kinda getting old. I should apologize when we're done with this, if I really want to move on, peacefully this time, I need to apologize. "Won't you be going in?" Sun goddess asked, she looked at me with a worried smile. "Do I have a choice?" I asked and her smile grew wider. "No." The door opened wider and I walked through