Chapter Eighteen

Aria-

We walked side by side with Dante in town and I tried hard to keep the awe off my face. This pack is so beautiful. More than Moonbeam. What was said about this place was true. All the stories and rumors we heard were true.

I had never imagined I would be here someday.

“You seem to be…” Dante paused as if he was trying to find the right words. “You seem to be very excited these days.”

I turned to look at him and saw that he was looking in the direction I was looking at. A group of children was playing at a corner and I was watching them with a smile.

“I love children,” I told him and almost regretted saying when I saw his expression changed.

“You do not like children and cannot stand them, Jasmine,” he said more like a statement than a question, slowing his pace and looking at me with doubt in his eyes.

What in the name of the goddess is going on? Who the hell does not love children? I mean, they are sweet innocent souls you cannot help but admire their playful and carefree natur