A Terrified Man

[Arissa’s POV]

My heart raced and I wondered if I was hallucinating or if this was another fucking jinn. How was it possible that when all hell was beginning to break loose, the person I needed the most would appear?

"I-Ivan," I whispered, "You’re back?"

At my words, a broad smile replaced his worn-out expression.

"That’s right, my love." He responded, getting to his feet. "Didn’t I tell you that not even heaven or hell could keep me from you?"

Unable to contain my emotions, I surged forward, slamming my body against his while his arms wrapped tightly around my waist. I buried my face against his chest and breathed in deeply, letting myself get lost in his smell. It really was him.

"Does this mean you passed all the trials?" I asked, pulling away enough to look at him. "You’re back for good, right?"

Before he could respond, a roar ripped through the room, followed by Nazhoni’s curses.

Whirling around, I watched Hans race towards us with his teeth bared and his claws extended. Fuck, I