A Gift from the Goddess

Chapter Eighty–Three As soon as the words had left my mouth though, I slowly started to take in what I was actually seeing before me. 

Because it was Cai, but... true to the excuse he‘d provided, he really didn‘t seem well. 

I could recall how he‘d appeared worn out the last time we’d met, however this was on an entirely different level. 

He looked pale with dark circles under his eyes, perhaps having even lost some weight. The difference in his appearance was almost like an entirely different person from the man I‘d first met all those years ago. 

“Aria,” he greeted, his voice having a rasp to it that hadn‘t been there before. 

And, inside, a pang of guilt hit me. 

It seemed I really had dragged him out of his sickbed. 

“Take a seat,” I said, gesturing to the chair on the other side of my desk, and he complied. “I appreciate you coming here to meet with me.” 

“You didn‘t give me much of a choice,” he replied. 

I simply nodded in turn. “Well, you can‘t blame me. Your pack is still refusing to join the alliance and you can probably figure out what that means given my current position.” 

“I‘m not refusing you anything, Aria,” he argued, a cough following his words. “I‘ve been too sick to be involved with politics; something that has lasted for months now since no one can figure out what‘s wrong with me. Yet, despite sending word to you of that very fact *multiple times*, you still insisted! come here.” 

“You won‘t be able to sit idly by in your bed if your pack is being killed outside your doors,” I replied harshly, my eyes narrowing. “Apologies for dragging you out here but surely you can understand the very precarious position we‘re in right now. Only you can help convince your father to join back into the alliance.” 

“Really, Aria? Not even five minutes and already you‘re threatening a war?” 

“Do you even understand the full gravity of the situation, Cai? There are only two options for me here. Either you join our alliance again... or I‘ll have no choice but to declare war. You already know I would rather avoid the latter.” 

“I came here only because you said you needed me, Aria,” he said, his eyes meeting mine with unwavering intensity. “Needed *me*. Not my title.” 

And, suddenly, just like in the past, I could start to feel that magnetic energy form in the air around him, wanting to draw me in and listen to him. To give in to him and try to make things right. 

Only I knew exactly what it was this time. 

And it had nothing to do with what ** wanted to do. 

pushing past the influence threatening to sway

tell when he used it. And it definitely wasn‘t natural. Internally, I scolded myself for being so caught up in his affection

frowned, confused

you the truth,” he said slowly. “Using me

Chapter light bree 

not what I‘d

stop doing that thing,” I replied, gritting my teeth. “It might have worked to get

on about?” he

really didn‘t know anything about the original lineages or his family‘s attribute. His

didn‘t really change anything. The fact of the matter was that it was definitive confirmation that he‘d been influencing me during the times we were together. Now I would never know if

doing my best not to let myself get further angry over that realisation. “If you agree to speak to your father about joining the alliance, I, in return, will let you speak to Elder

get this straight...,” he said, his frown deepening. “You want to withhold access to someone who might have vital information to potentially cure me...

what I need to do for my pack,” I replied

that, evidently, was the final straw

here,” he said, standing up, and

got up and followed behind though, trying to make it there before him... only I was too late.

finally catching up. “Cai! Think about what you‘re doing. About what this

me. It was

something

you are...,” he started coldly, “...but you‘re not the girl I met

I would have flinched at his words if it hadn‘t been for the sickening discovery I‘d just

I couldn‘t believe I‘d failed to distinguish

behind him the entire

snatched his hand away from the handle and, with m y other hand, I grabbed his throat,

in surprise, struggling to pry away my grip.

than him now. Not just because of the training and my mark, but he was significantly weaker in his condition. He wouldn‘t be able to

demanded, my body instantly ignited in a rage I hadn‘t thought possible. “Where the fuck is she, Cai?”

who you‘re

response, his denial only further angering me. There would be no way out of

I screamed back. “I can smell her on you! You think I don‘t know what that bitch smells like after living with her for

senses from my shift, I hadn‘t initially picked up the obvious difference at first. I‘d brushed it off thinking it was just me smelling his

close, there was no mistaking it. No mistaking that overly sugary sweet smell that