A Gift from the Goddess

Chapter Fifty–Eight 

‘So handsome,‘ I thought to myself as I watched Cai sleeping next to me. 

I wasn‘t sure how long I‘d slept for but I‘d woken up to find him by my side. He looked so peaceful; his hair had tousled into a mess as his chest softly rose and fell. I could have watched him for hours. 

I lost track of time as I recounted the events that had transpired the evening prior but soon Cai stirred next to me. In his slumber, a strand of hair fell across his face and I couldn‘t help but reach out and gently brush it away back into place. It was so silky to touch. 

As my eyes drifted back to his face though I froze, realising he was now awake and watching me. 

“Morning,” he mumbled sleepily, reaching out to pull me close to him. 

Thad fallen asleep in one of his t–shirts but could still feel his warmth through the fabric. If not for the confusion of his words, I would have melted myself into his touch willingly. But the nagging in my mind prevented me, forcing me to pick up on the oddity. How could it still be morning when I knew I‘d slept for a t least a few hours? 

“...Morning?” I asked slowly. “How long have I been asleep?” 

“Just over a day. You were dead to the world, completely comatose.” 

I tensed up immediately realising that, if that were true, then I‘d disappeared without notice for over an entire day. Were my parents freaked out? I knew I was exhausted from using that newfound authority but I hadn‘t realised I‘d be out cold for so long. The tax it took on my body must have been far more severe than I thought. 

I sat up and knew I needed to leave as soon as possible. If they already had people out looking for me then this was the last place they should find me. 

“Why didn‘t you wake me?!” 

I tried to squirm off the bed but he held me back, his arm around my waist. 

“Relax! I already handled it all. I told your attendant you were safe but had a rough night and were staying with a friend.” 

I turned back to look at him. “...No one can know I‘m here, Cai.” 

With a sleepy sigh and completely unphased by my stress, he shifted into a sitting position to tighten his grip on me. “I already figured you‘d say that so I told her to be discreet with the information.” 

It took a few seconds to fully process his words but finally, I exhaled in relief knowing that Lucy would make up an adequate excuse to appease my parents. At least there was no search party out looking for m 

“Come on,” he said, guiding me to lie back down again. 

He pulled me up against his chest once more so we were face–to–face and softly kissed my forehead between my knitted brows. I could already guess what he was thinking. 

“You worry too much,” he grumbled, confirming my suspicion. 

“You need to take this seriously, Cai,” I said quietly. ‘Do you realise what would happen if word got out?” 

“I‘m aware,” he replied, much to my surprise. 

“...If you know then why did you pursue me in the first place? ...Why come back to the Winter Mist?” 

wanity Light 

His eyes were serious, a sharpness to them I rarely saw. He was like a different person when he was this focused, so contrasted to his normally playful manner. 

“Because it‘s avoidable,” he said. “The issues are surrounding our positions and Aleric, right? There are ways around it.” 

at him incredulously. If he knew the ramifications of this so well then he was just

worth starting a war,

my eyes as he remained deep in thought. “...Maybe,” he said distantly.

Well, since one of the issues is because of my future status, then maybe I‘ll just... let it go.

he was joking, I still stared at him in disbelief. He really was mental.

can‘t just abandon your pack like

hide his smirk anymore. “But who said I‘d want you as my Luna anyway? You‘d probably be terrible at it. Only those with *seven years o f Luna experience need apply for the future entry–level job offered at the Silver Lake pack. Unfortunately, you‘re one year short of

amusement. He quickly restrained me within his arms though, laughing the entire

all seriousness,” he said, finally continuing, “it doesn‘t bother me. If it means being with

worst decision I‘ve ever made and

“Possibly,

see a way where we can ever

or not. And besides, it‘s not really much of an argument when I could just....” He started kissing his way up from my chest,

and a shiver of pleasure spread throughout my whole body. I could picture it so clearly and knew how amazing it would feel to wear that mark. It would bring us together in ways no

becoming one. But a mark had its own complicated downsides; one of which was that if we were to go through a mate rejection post–marking, the process would potentially kill us. Our wolves were unlikely to survive the intense heartache associated with rejection from a mate already fully bonded; a rejection considered more painful than the death

mate until one of the bonded died. It was unquestionable, final. And whilst the normal death of a mate was painful, it did not

extension, his pack; something that Tytus would want to prevent at all costs... And yet a part of me wanted him to do it. To quell any doubts in my

point it would be too late.

raging as he continued to kiss me

he replied.

excitement it caused was involuntary. That feeling of knowing it was so wrong that it made it feel even better;

hand creep up under the fabric of his shirt I wore, working its way along my waist and upwards towards my chest. These feelings he gave me, this... intense… desire to be close to him, as if he were a

morning prior, forcing my body to feel unimaginable highs, I knew I was only falling down a rabbit

we were completely exhausted once more, wrapped in each other‘s arms, I couldn‘t help but

all right now in a perfect

was no such thing as a

it...,” I said

you could do but couldn‘t? You‘ve lived two lives

paused to think. What would I want

after another few

possible from the pack and all associated responsibilities. I would be living a quiet life where no one knew me

he took it all in. “Living in a house? Whereabouts?”

I envisioned it. “In the woods. A small house just big enough for me that no one would find. I‘d be sure to spread rumours of a witch living theret o scare off any wandering

big enough for you? No partner?” he asked, hinting at the

you‘d be too busy in this alternate reality, living up a more

idea if it meant I got you to myself. In this world maybe no one will come looking for me too. I don‘t exactly enjoy the responsibilities involved with

rooms then. I‘ll definitely need the extra

up having kids then the extra space is probably

reminder assaulting me over something I‘d become

need to tell you... I‘m not sure... ... -” 1

explain. I already had a feeling based on the things you told me

in a cave. However, if it turned

few moments of silence. “If you could be doing anything right now in a perfect world, what would you be doing?”

be doing...?” he repeated as he thought. “...You. I‘d be doing you in your little