"What do yo—what's going on here?" I asked Nyleve as I shook my head. Looking at Kye, the man who had no name until now, I asked, "You're Kye?""I used to be Kye," he grinned as he pushed his hands into his pockets, smirking. "He's dead," he looked at Nyleve."Don't talk about yourself in the third person," Nyleve snapped, and he chuckled."Evander, that's my name. Now that we all know each other's names, let's be on our way, yes?""You're supposed to be dead," I trailed off as I stared at him."And I'm not. Let's go," he gripped my arm, pulling me out of the room."You're just like your father," Nyleve whispered as she looked away, which made Evander halt in his steps and clench his jaw while his fingers dug into my skin."Father?" He whispered before chuckling and shaking his head. "Yeah," he dragged out as he continued pulling me out of the house."I can walk by myself," I snapped as I pulled my arm from his hold and clutched my duffle bag against my chest."Sure, whatever," he wave
"Stop glaring so hard at me," Evan finally snapped as I stared at him. It had already been two weeks since we moved here, and he had never let me out.Living with him had not been in the least pleasant, but he hadn't bothered us lately, and I was grateful, but that didn't stop me from hating him."Your son, he's alright now, isn't he?" He asked, I didn't respond.I tilted my head to the side and glared at him as he turned the pages of the book he was reading.Only if it could catch fire and burn his fingers."Can you just let me know what you're thinking!" He closed the book and stood up from his throne. I scoffed and crossed my arms over my chest."Why are you here?" I asked as I looked at him. Crossing my legs, I made myself comfortable on the chair, and he squinted."What do you mean?""You haven't made your goal clear; all you've done so far is throw a tantrum and kill my alpha," I said as I studied his features and posture. "You don't do any paperwork or any alpha work at that. Al
I burst into Evander's office, and he looked up from his phone with his legs up on the table. So much for doing paperwork."Don't you ever, and I mean ever, talk to my son when I'm not there!" I screamed as I slammed my hand on the desk; seeing his feet up on that desk pissed me off further, and I pushed them off. "And don't tell him to keep things from me.""But I only talk to him when you're around Amanah," he defended with a smile. "It isn't my fault that you're always zoned out when I do, and I don't know what you mean when you say keep things from you?""You—" I gritted, annoyed. This man pressed my fucking buttons, and I hated him! I screamed as I kicked down the chair. "Just stay away from us!""Careful there, you're starting to move things," he said as he pointed to the bottle that moved next to me."What the fuck?" I gasped, scared, and watched as it fell down and shattered. "There's fucking ghosts here?"I asked him, frightened as he stared at his bottle and the splattered al
The back of his hand met my face in a powerful slap, and I could feel his rings scratch my skin as he withdrew his hand."Must you always embarrass me!" He screamed in my face as he seethed in anger. His chest heaved up and down as he tried to catch his breath.My cheek stung, and my blood dribbled down my lip, where I bit myself. It still hurt, even though I had endured his violent lashes for the past month, but it still hurt.Damn."Honestly, how are you such a disobedient person fuck," he groaned as he pushed his fingers in his hair. "And look what you're wearing. I told you to wear a dress, and you show up in pants? Pants!"He shouted as if the word was foreign in his mouth."Fucking pants."He sighed as he sat down on his chair. I bit the inside of my cheek and only stared at him."What?" He snapped as he looked at me. "You don't have some smart-ass response today?" He asked, and I kept quiet."Fuck off," he waved his hand and I turned around leaving his room. Walking down the hal
"Why is that still in you?" Evan asked as he bit into his apple. His eyes stared daggers into my belly, and I rolled my eyes as I sat in front of him."What is still in me?" I asked calmly, and he raised his eyebrow, a smirk forming on his lips. "Well, whatever," he shrugged as if he was being helpful in his suggestion. "I was trying to save you from the work, but I guess you like it.""What work?" I asked as I sipped my juice. Evander laughed as he put his feet on the table; everyone around the table, Sani and Kye, stared at his feet, disturbed. "Put your feet down," I snapped, annoyed. "Okay, Mother," he said as he put down his feet. "Anyway, I need you to go back to work," he said. I looked up from my plate and raised my eyebrow."I thought you were handling it just fine.""I am handling it just fine, but if I continue handling it just fine the pack will be broke," he said as if it wasn't his fault the pack was losing money."How are we losing money?" I buttered up my bread, and E
"So, I heard the news," Evander said as he leaned against my desk.I looked up at the heaps of mess he had made in the few months he had been here, annoyed."What news?" I grunted as I made notes. This man was disastrous!"That you know where Lunaria is or where her temple is. The sooner you point it out for us, the quicker we can get out of your hair," he smiled, and I raised my eyebrows.I call bullshit!"And then that's it?" I asked as I put down my pen. "Then you'll be gone forever, and my husband will magically appear because you found the temple?"I want to know more about his plan."Of course, using Mt'Ilo, I could summon your husband's spirit back into his body, and he'll be restored as one," he smirked as if he was being totally convincing."Why are you looking for Mt'Ilo? What are you trying to revive?" I crossed my arms over my chest, and Evan clenched his jaw and exhaled."I don't think you're allowed to ask me that just yet; you have no pow—""Why are you looking for my te
I pace around my office as I'm waiting for Evander. My stomach was tied in knots, and I felt as if I was about to pass out. Maybe this approach was too drastic for me.Perhaps I'm going way over my head. Would 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 did that, then the results would be devastating. Oh God, what should I do?I nervously chewed on my fingernail as I was 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 noticed that he was leading us to the last level of the council building. Was that where he kept Miall?Staring hard at his back, I exhaled, crossed my arms over my chest and raised my chin. If I had to pretend that I was the chao
Third PersonYlil paced around her room, muttering incoherent words under her breath. She stood before her window and stared at the never-ending green fields filled with spring."It's about to hatch," she whispered as she leaned against the window; she stared at the tree filled with ripened fruit eggs. "Wasn't expecting it to happen so soon.""Ylil?" Miall's voice called out for her outside her room. He raised his fist to knock on the panelled white door, which opened before his contact."Yes?" Ylil mustered up a bright smile as she stared at Orion's shell. "How can I help you?""I wanted to check up on you. You seemed distraught that Amanah was here just like last time?" He asked as he entered the room, keeping his distance."That wasn't Amanah," Ylil's doe eyes stared into Miall's desperately. She needed him to believe her. "Just as you're Orion's host, she's Lunaria's. However, Lunaria isn't as kind as Orion is," she sighed as she sat on top of the window sill.She crossed her leg o