Chapter 0133

It has been a really stressful day, to say the least, and I can't wait to go to sleep and just forget about everything, even if it's for a while.

After our talk, Raven left to research more about the confinement spell. She hoped that she could ask around among the witches she knew. Hoped she could find something that could help us severe the tether between the spell and the pack without having to completely undo the spell. On the other hand, I had gone outside to continue practicing my teleportation. Given this new development, I know that I need to become stronger. Nyx always told me to be prepared for the worst-case scenario. In our case, that is whoever has been imprisoned getting out.

I lean against the wall and allow the hot water to wash over me. My entire body was tense. I need to let loose and just relax. I need to stop thinking because, at this rate, I'll end up constantly having a migraine.

I wish I could take a long bath. Soak my body in the bathtub, but I couldn't. I am so tired that I'd probably end up falling asleep and then drowning in the bathtub. How tragic would that be?

I turn off the shower and get out of the cubicle. Wrapping the towel around my body, I step into the bedroom. It's only as I am looking for something to wear that I realize I forgot my tradition tonight. I forgot to look at my scars in the mirror.

Shrugging it off, I put on my clothes before getting under the covers. Aspen wasn't asleep yet, so I pull her into my arms. Her warmth and her scent calm me in a way that nobody else can.

"Which story do you want me to read for you today?" I ask as she snuggles deeper into my heat.

time with her today, but I wouldn't miss story time for anything in the

lips were

what's wrong?" I ask worriedly, not liking

of child who doesn't really take anything to heart. She doesn't stay mad or upset for long. Honestly, she just doesn't let it bother her. She's happy in her little world, and she rarely allows anything to upset that little bubble. "Did something happen

her curious eyes lock on to mine. "It's the sad

I don't know what she's talking

I want and need is my three-year-old daughter asking about her father.

one in the field,"

brows deepens. It's like she's having a hard time formulating her thoughts

in a soft voice, almost as if her heart was breaking at the thought of Alec

starts to sink in. Fuck. I was too tired to deal

was sad?" I ask, squeezing her body into mine as

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