So sorry my dear readers, I am now in my announced week of final exams and I've to concentrate on my studies :( That's why this update is very late and probably, I won't be able to post a new chapter until the end of this week, when I will have my last exam. I hope that you will bear with me, because you can look forward to a lot of regular updates in July :D Finally, Missy has been accepted by Fynn, but there is a lot more waiting for her. Thank you very much for your patience and all your comments <3
Was it all a dream? Her touch feels amazingly soothing on my shoulder as she smiles down at me. “Don’t you want to come back to the pool?” I shake my head, my lips feeling dry as she looks like the most desirable fata morgana a man could ever dream of. “I don’t really feel like it.” “Is it becaus
KaiIt is getting exhausting, especially as Moros keeps fighting the protection spell continuously, making me feel like he is ripping my soul apart when he disappears and resurfaces in and out of it. But every time I stop interacting with my pup, it starts getting angry at something again, his anxi
EmmaThe next few days tick past us slowly, making us feel like we are trapped between the anxiety of the witch not returning and the laziness of a holiday. Kai seems to have returned to his usual self, or the pup wasn’t putting up a tantrum anymore. But it still looks like he keeps mindlinking and
EmmaAs we say goodbye to Hilda and go back to our room, I don’t even care how angry Kai is. I know that I should have focused on eating my food first, but I was too sad to not help Hilda get the broccoli out of her food and on mine before I could eat. Call it motherly instincts that are already t
Emma“No,” I answer crestfallen, holding my belly. “I—I can’t hear him. I don’t hear anything.”“We should call him Weeper,” he says, glaring at me with an annoyed expression, and I gasp, slapping his arm. “No need to be mean. He is scared. Just like everybody else was.” He scrunches up his face.
EmmaI lift the cup to my lips, taking a small sip while I’m being observed by everyone. Even though I haven’t indeed had anything to drink the entire day and my throat is feeling dry, it isn’t screaming for the beverage. Quite the contrary, my throat is constricting, making me force the warm gulp