I pace around my office as I'm waiting for Evander, my stomach is tied in knots and I feel as if I'm about to pass out. Maybe this approach was too drastic for me. Perhaps I'm going way over my head, will I really be able to make contact with the other gods just by touching Miall?Should I perhaps come clean and tell him I was just pretending to be Lun? But if I do that then the results will be devastating, oh God what should I do?I nervously chew on my finger nail as I'm buried deep in thought, please God and every higher being, allow me to make contact with the gods or Ylil at least! "Amanah - oh I mean Lun, it's all ready," Evander said as he pushed his hands inside his pockets. "Let's go."I hope I don't pass out.Following Evander closely, I see that he's leading us to the last level of the council building, is that where he keeps Miall? Staring hard at his back, I exhale and cross my arms over my chest and rais

"Trust you?" Evander scoffed as he crossed his arms over his chest; I had just finished explaining the situation to him, or at least what I thought the plan should be. "Why?"Two months had already passed since I visited the sanctuary, and since then, I've felt more of a connection with Lunaria, but sometimes I feel dread- which is way heavier than her anger. She still doesn't talk to or reveal herself to me, although it does feel like we are in sync regarding our emotions and thoughts. "I have to tell you something," I got up from my chair, my butt was starting to feel numb, and my legs were going dead. "Remember when I asked to see Miall two months ago- I was pretending to be Lunaria," I whispered. Evander clenched his jaw, and I flinched, ready to raise my hands and protect myself; even though he hasn't harmed me physically since we confirmed my pregnancy, he has uncontrollable anger issues, which might piss him off. He took a deep breath an

I sat on the bed with Miall and my eyes felt itchy and painful. Must be from all the crying. "Are you okay?" I whispered as I pushed his hair back. "Did it hurt a lot? Were you scared?" I asked as I held his hand. "Tell me everything." "I'm okay, are you fine? Did he hurt you? How are our children? Are they safe? Is mom safe?" "Everyone is okay and safe. You know you can't meet them until the fight right?" I asked as I scooted closer to him. "Do you feel okay? Are you dizzy?" "Amanah, baby. I'm fine. I'm here, with you. So I'm good. It's me baby," he smiled gently as he pressed our joined hands to his lips. But it's not really you. Something's missing in you. A big piece of you is gone. I pressed my lips against his and sighed, yes I have to believe this is him so they can believe it's him as well. "I'm so happy you're here," I wrapped my arms around his neck. "I'm so glad." "Yes, I'm here to save you al

I lied. The weight isn't off my fucking shoulders, as a matter of fact, it seems as if I've got more weight. After Evander's defeat, he simply left as if he was never there to begin with. His minions left, the castle was now empty and the new place we were building for the orphans was completed after his departure and we didn't have to pay a single cent. Great, but tell me why when Miall is back the fucking epsilon think it's time for a great vacation because they 'deserve' it. That's not the cherry at all. Ylil the sun goddess decided it would be best for her to stay a few more months to check on Miall's progress, just in case he suffered memory loss or some stuff like that."Amanah, breathe," Anin said as she pulled me out of my thoughts. "Stop thinking of stuff that stresses you out okay?" "How can I not?" I whined as she measured my blood pressure, I can never get used to how tight this thing gets. "Miall's not

"You know, we eventually have to leave this bedroom," I whispered as I held onto Miall's hand. Our fingers interlocked, and the morning sunrise shining through the windows into our room."We've been without each other for five months, the pack will understand," he said as he snuggled into me, hiding his head in the nook of my neck. "I want to stay here, with you and just ignore the world for a while," he whispered as he put his hand between my thighs."You just want to fuck again," I giggled as I felt his breath fan against my neck, which was feeling extra sensitive because of all the hickies this man left there. "Yes, but with you that's not what it feels like," he whispered in my ear. "It feels like hours of raw loving, I understand why you'd confuse it with fucking," the way he whispered that into my ear, and the play of his fingers dangerously close to my centre almost had me caving in."Come on, we literally have a guest we haven't seen sinc