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Nothing about it screams light, but this was the place that Alpha Ezekial claimed the goddess was buried. Despite our questions that maybe he got the place wrong, he moves inside and waits until we follow. Once we are in, he shows us the body of the goddess as she lays on a slab in the middle of the temple. She looks beautiful and unmarred from all the years she has been here. And this alone convinces me that Alpha Ezekial is telling the truth. It was because of this single truth that I along with all the other warriors around me ate the flesh we were offered.

How I am going to give up on my daughter. But sometjing happened. A soft gentle and warm wind wrapped around us like an embrace. My hair lifted brushing against my face as the air carried a faint soothing hum. The Goddess’s eyes widened her confident smirk melting into something I never thought I’d see on her face. Fear. She took a step back her movements jerky, ungraceful. “No. Not them. Not now.” She hissed. She turned around preparing to flee but her guards turned on her. Their movements were suddenly inhuman. One clasped a metallic hand around her arm holding her in place as she thrashed and cursed.

I was astounded by her ethereal beauty and her eyes are strange but beautiful. She looks like a real goddess. But instead of accepting her hand, I rejected it. I might be awed by her beauty but it doesn't change the fact that she bumped into me. I'm a certified BITCH and I won't deny it. And I saw that she had two men with her who looked like her bodyguard. Maybe she's some sort of rich kid that's why she has a bodyguard within her but, of course, I'm still higher than her duh! I'm a Princess for Pete's sake!

Everyone was clearly pissed at me since nobody checked up on me. I heard the door click and a heavy foot step in. I knew it was him without turning back. His familiar scent filled the room and I sighed in content. "Now, shall we?" ~~~~~~~~ Heyyoo Vote Comment Stay safe!! GODDESS AWAKENING: when the powers have come to a full maturity, the goddess experiences something called awakening. It may come at any time and because of the need to showcase itself, it uses the emotion present at that particular time and increases it tenfold. The emotion then surpasses all morals and thoughts of the goddess.

Davina stood up and grabbed a gun, then pulled Selena back, and pressed the gun to Selena's temple. "You choose this bitch over me? When I can offer you much more?" Davina spat, her eyes now wild. "When I kill her off and take you, I will give you a taste way better than..." Selena chuckled, and I watched her, amusement lifting my lips despite the spat in the car. Despite the crazy woman behind her. Why the hell did the moon goddess think it was a good idea to make her my bodyguard and then my mate bond? Selena bit down on her lips and broke into a full smile, then drove her elbow into Davina's stomach. Davina pushed back, and Selena used the opening to grab the gun and push the woman forwar

I immediately understood what Amelie wasn’t saying, the subtext of it all, and my body tensed completely. If someone so ancient, so great, and so close to the gods had protected Elaine’s mind before Maxon touched her, then Elaine hadn’t come to Crescent by accident; the Goddess had sent her. And she had been protecting her all along. Elaine took a step back and nearly bumped into me. I held her by the waist, and she didn’t pull away. Her body was trembling. The bond in our hands glowed with a faint light, responding to her fear and my need to hold her without confining her.

“Good. No issues? Pryce can be… verbose.” “The exchange was brief and professional, sir,” Silas replied, his voice a model of neutral efficiency. He stood at ease, hands clasped loosely behind his back, the picture of the perfect, detached bodyguard. Only Leo, attuned to every micro-shift, saw the tension corded in his neck, the unnatural stillness in his shoulders.

The obsidian token was not visible, but his aura of cold menace was its own passport. I kept my head down, my heart hammering against my ribs. The Goddess's light within me was a caged sun, straining against my control. Every leering glance, every shouted proposition from the shadows, was a fresh assault. We turned down a narrower alley, the noise from the main thoroughfates fading slightly. A sign hung over a door ahead, depicting a beautiful songbird trapped in an ornate cage. The Gilded Cage. Two large guards flanked the door. They looked at the Architect, then at me. One gave a slow, knowing smile.

he warned, looking around to see if anyone was listening. "No! I won't be quiet!" I stepped right up to him, poking him in the chest. "Isabella is the perfect wife for you, right? She’s elegant, she’s from the right family, and she doesn't have any messy secrets. She’s everything your world wants. And what am I? I’m just the bodyguard, right? The one who pretends to be a guy so I can protect you. The one you can just fuck on the side when you’re bored with being perfect!"