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Chapter 82

Author: Anna T
last update Last Updated: 2024-11-06 15:04:13

Ayla POV

I scurried out of his room, leaving the door open so I could keep an eye on him or hear him if he called me. I just couldn’t be around him at the moment. My mind was working overtime; every time I saw his chiselled abs or firm pecs, I couldn’t think of anything other than running my tongue across every inch of his skin.

I sat on the sofa, but I kept glancing back into the room. Callan was still sitting up against the pillow I had placed behind his back, his eyes were locked on me. I reached into my pocket, pulling out the card that Rosie had given me, and put her number into my phone before calling her.

“Hello.”

“Hi Rosie, it's Ayla. Are you free to talk?”

“I am indeed. What would you like to know?” She sounded so cheery and preppy, I could picture her full red lips smiling as she spoke to me.

“What am I? I always knew I was different, but I just thought I was an empath, just more tuned into people's feelings.”

“You are a nymph, the last nymph, to be exact.”

“How? Wo
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