GILDEON
He tightened his grip around Barky’s neck, feeling the tension of muscle and tendon. The dog squirmed, a muffled whimper caught in its throat, and then—crack. Barky’s final breath escaped like air hissing from a punctured tire.
It was over in an instant.
The dog’s body went limp, the warmth fading from the fur under Gildeon’s hands. No pulse, no life. Just stillness.
Gildeon expelled a heavy breath.
Across the room, Arah stood frozen, her blue eyes wide and glassy with shock, fixed on Barky. The color had drained from her face, her hands hovering near her mouth. Gildeon waited for something—a scream, a cry, a word—but nothing came.
Silence hung in the air, tension thick, the weight of what he’d done anchoring in his gut like a stone. He released the dog and stood slowly, stepping aside, a pang of unease seizing his chest. Barky had been innocent. Harmless. A lo
GILDEONIt was already dark when Gildeon pulled into the driveway. He stayed in the car for a while, one hand gripping the wheel as he exhaled deeply, replaying his encounter with Yonah.He still couldn’t believe that the Fallen Immortal had actually shown up and agreed to help.Gildeon had expected resistance. Expected to bargain. He’d even been prepared to threaten Yonah with exposing his divine trace to the sylphs if he refused to cooperate.When Kohina had given him the sigil, she’d set it up so that a beacon—linked directly to Yonah—would latch onto the duck egg the moment the summon was answered.But Yonah, in that meeting they’d had, hadn’t flinched. He hadn’t bargained. He’d been on board.Just like that.Gildeon leaned back in the driver’s seat, head resting against the cushion, and closed his eyes. He recalled that conversation like it was etched into his bones:“You will need three things if you want
ARAHShe circled the misty figure of her father, feeling the raw force of her wings beating. Power surged through every muscle and feather of her owl form, energy crackling through her small body like wind caught in a storm.Just as a sword slashed toward her, she veered sharply to the side, then dove low, ducking beneath a slicing arc of wind unleashed by his other hand.She raked her talons across his abdomen, drawing a hollow, haunting groan from him. The figure dissolved into nothingness, but then, three more copies of her father materialized within the fog enclosure.Quickly, she commanded the male owl and her wind tattoo to take on the two flanking illusions, while she honed in on the one in the center.Then she felt a sudden presence from behind her. Like the prickling sensation of raised feathers, an instinctive chill swept through her owl form.Her head turned sharply, eyes locking onto the mortal body she’d left be
GILDEONHe’d imagined a few different ways Yonah the Fallen might appear to him, but this had come as close to a shock as anything.Besides, it wasn’t the look he’d been expecting. Was this a lower mortal disguise? Because Gildeon found it hard to believe Yonah could look this young.Then again, he’d never seen a High Immortal in person before. They revealed themselves only to Seers, and even then, the Seers had always said High Immortals were hard to describe.Yonah casually cracked the crab body, scooped a generous dollop of buttery garlic onto the meat, and sucked up the crab roe without missing a beat.It was strange to see the infamous Fallen Immortal act like an ordinary human.“It was Kohina,” Yonah said, “wasn’t it?”Gildeon nearly asked how he knew her, but stopped himself. Yonah knowing all the Seers shouldn’t have come as a surprise. And the fact that he’d called him the dragon was explanation enough.
GILDEONHe probably shouldn’t have agreed to do just anything to make amends. Out of all the things Arah could’ve asked of him… this was the last thing he expected.“Arah said you’re at least decent in the kitchen.” Tonio stood with his arms crossed, glaring at him with the kind of look that could cut a man down.Arah had warned him how much this guy knew about what had happened. Gildeon could already tell Tonio was going to give him a hard time because of it.To be fair, Gildeon had sort of earned it. And if anything, he appreciated that Arah had friends who gave a damn about her. Wanted to protect her.“I know a thing or two,” he said casually, glancing around the restaurant. They were still closed, but one of the staff was already cleaning the dining area.Photos of past customers lined the walls, including a few he guessed were celebrities—ones Arah had once bragged about when talking about Tonio’s restaurant.It
ARAHShe woke up with a big smile on her face. She couldn’t remember the last time she’d slept that well.A small pang of disappointment hit when she realized Gildeon was already gone from the bed. However, the sound of movement in the kitchen made her heart skip a beat. She sprang up, nearly tripping over Lexi’s scattered things on the floor, which she quickly gathered and tidied up.Arah tiptoed down the hallway, careful not to make a sound. Not that it mattered. Salamanders like Gildeon had incredibly sharp senses too. Still, she wanted to do some silly, sneaky things with him—just like human couples did.She leaned against the wall at the end of the hallway and watched him move around the kitchen, cooking breakfast. His back muscles flexed beneath the soft stretch of his white shirt, and she bit her lip, smiling to herself.Her mind drifted back to last night,to how big and hard he’d been for her, the hunger in his kiss,
GILDEONHe wasn’t sure how long he’d been watching Arah sleep. The steady rise and fall of her breath, the way her head rested on his arm…She was completely out, worn down from everything that had happened. She looked peaceful. Safe. Like she trusted him with all of her. It was ironic considering that the first time he brought her down to Earthland, all he’d thought about was how to make her submit to him.Gently, he brushed a blue curl from her face. He could’ve stared at her forever and never gotten tired of it.“Did Master fuck Sylph Lady already?”Gildeon’s head snapped up. At the foot of the bed, Ghulik was climbing on, crouched low on the mattress with that wide, toothy grin of his. His crimson eyes scanned Arah from head to toe like he was inspecting a prize. Gildeon pulled the comforter up to cover her bare body.‘I didn’t sense your return,’ he said telepathically, carefully sliding his arm out and sitting up.