Semua Bab A Queen Among Tempests: Bab 91 - Bab 100

Aya and I share a glance and get up from the table, though with far less speed on my part. Aya holds my elbow supportively, helping me to my feet, and this time I don’t protest; grateful for help. We make our way outside and stand on the deck, observing Azadou with concern and curiosity, respectively.“Azadou? Is everything alright?” I gently ask, wrapping my arms around myself to shield myself from the cold.He turns to me, his obsidian hair and electric eyes giving off an ethereal shine as they reflect the light of the moon. “Everything is fine. Or at least I hope it will be,” he murmurs anxiously.“Where did you disappear to?” Aya asks suspiciously.“I went to see Oshmin to ask for his help.”With perfect synchronicity, Aya and I lean forward, our expressions rivalling that shocked Pikachu meme everyone used to love – or still do; I don’t know.“Why did you go to Oshmin?” I query, mystified.“Why would you go to any God for that matter?” Aya adds, sounding just as perplexed.“I tol

“Nare,” Jennifer chastises, her expression one of shock and reproach.Nare doesn’t pay her any attention, keeping her eyes on me.I sit back in my chair, my eyes on my sister as I intertwine my fingers and lay my hands over my lap. “If you have something to say to me, say it.”“It’s been months, and you are getting more miserable by the day. Why are you still letting this get to you? She wasn’t your animai, and if you ask me, karma finally hit her and gave her what she deserved,” she declares haughtily.Everyone falls silent, the only sound left filling the room is the beating of five hearts, but that’s all drowned out by the growl rumbling in my chest and the snarl coming from Norayr in my mind. He’s up on all fours, his lips pulled back as he bears his canines, showing more signs of life than I’ve seen from him in ages. I can feel my eyes burning, glowing as Norayr’s spirit pushes to the surface.“Bébi…I love you, but that was an incredibly fucked up thing to say,” István grimaces i

If Invidia isn’t found soon, then I fear for my brother’s mental stability.Sitting on the patio chair, I watch wearily as Aya paces back and forth, wearing out a path in the grass. The thoughts of my physical discomfort are pushed to the back of my mind as my worry for his sanity takes centre stage.“I wish I had better news to give you. The entire supernatural world is on the lookout for Invidia, but so far no one has had any luck in finding her,” Isolde solemnly informs us, her eyes following Aya’s every move.“Why isn’t anyone using visums to find her? It shouldn’t be that hard for you to locate one and make a wish that results in her sociopathic ass being teleported to one of the cells at the Kartheca?!” he fumes exasperatedly, his frustration reflected in the obvious tension in his muscles.To her credit, Isolde maintains her composure, unsurprisingly. After everything she has been through, she has mastered the art of patience. She’s also a much more diligent person. When she wa

“You know, you’re going to have to get that boyfriend of yours to wave around a little extra magic and expand my closet space. He might be fine wearing the same three items on a loop, but some of us like variety,” Aya joshes, hanging clothes up in his new closet.I roll my eyes. “He is not my boyfriend.”“Fine,” he relents, drawing out the word. “Animai,” he corrects exaggeratedly.“He’s not…” I trail off as Aya looks at me pointedly, leaving me unable to finish my sentence.Technically, Azadou is my animai, but at the same time…he’s not.“Why is everything always so complicated with you?” he ponders with mock sympathy.“Oh, and you’re a walk in the park, are you?” I scoff.“By comparison, hell yeah,” he snorts candidly. “Okay, so your bond is severed, whatever. I have watched you two acting very lovey-dovey for some weeks now. Which begs the question, are you a thing or not?” he bluntly asks, closing the closet door and staring me down like a parent reprimanding their child, his arms

I have never been happier than I am right now. Every sound that comes out of Xiema is aimed directly at my heart, and I can’t get enough of it. When my bond with Azadou clicked the first time we met, it brought out an intense and unhealthy addiction in me. I think my addiction to my daughter has surpassed even that, but the jury is still out on how healthy it is or isn’t. All I want to do is hold her, love her, make her smile and take in every precious moment I have with her. I didn’t know I could love someone this much, but what I do know is that for as long as I live, I will do everything in my power to protect her, no matter what, and I’m not the only one.I thought Azadou was attentive of me during my pregnancy, but holy crap! Azadou is Super Dad. The moment she makes so much as a tiny murmur, he’s right there. It’s almost to the point that we’re both fighting – playfully – over who gets to hold our daughter, and doting Uncle Aya just loves acting as the tiebreaker. One of Azadou