Chapter 6 – Planning

LAMIA

I was slowly becoming used to the connection I shared with everything in this realm. The air, the sun, the moon, the way the tree swayed as if they spoke their own secret language. How a simple act of dressing could be so awakening, from the feel of the fabric on my skin to the smell of the detergent and scent of Mrs. Brown or other maids that touched the garments.

Yet nothing could compare to the way Mathias felt against me, inside me, or the way his scent tantalized my taste buds and heightened my physical arousal. Or the way his very presence could cull my inner thoughts from acting out.

I could hear Seneca’s screams from here and feel Kellen’s despair at not being able to help her. I sensed Mathias’s rising anger and the pain he felt in his chest.

I was ready to intervene when Seneca stopped screaming. My heart warmed as my connection to Mathias blossomed through his bonding with our daughter. I felt it as if I was meeting and recognizing a mate for the first time.

I was unaw