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
Amanah"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 had felt more of a connection with Lunaria, but sometimes I felt dread—which was way heavier than her anger. She still didn't talk to or reveal herself to me, although it did feel like we were in sync regarding our emotions and thoughts. We hated the motherfucker named Evander and thought Ylil was a bitch. She is."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 hadn't harmed me physically since we confirmed my pregnancy, he had uncontrollable anger issues.He too
"What do you drink or eat?" I asked the goddess as I sat down. "Oh no, I'm fine, thank you," she said softly."How far along are you?" She pointed to my belly, and my finger unconsciously softly patted the sides of my belly. "Halfway through four months," I answered as I cocked my head to the side."I feel like I know you before?" She cracked an uncomfortable smile and scooted forward in her seat. "That's because we've met before, in the sanctuary? You visited a few times." "I did?" I whispered, confused. "Yes, mostly to visit Miall. You don't remember?" "I-I don't know," I breathed as I tried to rummage through my memories. "I always thought they were just dreams whenever I'd see Miall and cling onto him crying desperately," I snorted as I felt my heart anxiously beat. "So that was real, huh?" "Yes, but since it wasn't safe for you in your condition, I had to kick you out a few times. I hope you don't find me rude." "Well, I don't remember, so I guess it's okay, Miss?"