19 His possession....

Yawning and stretching her hands, Myra was feeling good after a long sleep,

But when she opened her eyes she felt warmness at her neck and turned to see who it was.

Matthew was laying beside her on the chair, with his head resting on her pillow, his warm breath was swirling her hair to her face,

It didn't startle her anymore, she ratified the fact that she can't run away from them, but making herself clear that she can't give in too,

She got up from the bed, covered the blanket over the man beside her who had been taking care of her all night, and went out to meet her grandmother,

but now Myra was sure that she will be fine as these beasts can't harm her, as Albert said,

She went to the next room, where her grandma was sleeping,

she didn't disturb her but just kissed her forehead and got out of the room and went upstairs,

That island was like a different world, so calm so soothing, a vast area, with beautiful sceneries everywhere the sight goes, that can mesmerise anyone who loo