Eden pov
1 return home feeling. terrified by Leif's frantic gaze, which insists on believing he'll find Raisa someday. I'm afraid he'lt-ravage more villages and that more innocent people will suffer for his wrath. However, something tells me his puppies will ease that pain.
I really hope that happens.
"Well, I'd keep a very close eye on him," Niamh whispers to me. "We can't trust someone like that."
I stop in my tracks. Is he serious about what he's saying?
"Let's see, since when do you care about my fleas?" I ask, stupefied. "You're up to something, aren't you?"
-I don't know. For a few hours now, ever since Leif mentioned the party, I've had the feeling it might go well.
"Crazier every day, I answer in my head so Leif doesn't hear, although I doubt he's paying attention right now.
"No, I'm not crazy" she replies calmly. "I think it's for the best."
"If you think that's true among that bunch of hateful beings at court, you're very wrong
There are no werewolves there
-You're Leif's twin. Maybe a human could be our mate too, don't you think?
I stop in my tracks, scared by what he's telling me.
"I refuse to believe that's true. I refuse to believe that my partner is such a disgusting human being." I say, shuddering.
I can already imagine them all being pigs, eating their fill-how envious-and looking at women as objects. Not that Sam was like that, but he did betray me; he gave in to temptation as soon as he had the chance. Why wouldn't someone at court do the same, surrounded by beautiful women?
"It's just a thought, don't get mad," Niamh growls. " think it's time we found him anyway.
You're getting old."
I don't answer her; she's tired of me. To my surprise, Niamh doesn't say anything else
either, remaining silent for the rest of the walk.
When I get home, I find Kevin throwing some stones into the fountain. He has a dejected and annoyed expression.
-Hello -I greet him.
Kevin looks up and grimaces, but his heartbeat betrays his nervousness at seeing me.
"Good evening, Eden," he replies. "Can I help you with anything?"
-No, I'm just wondering what's wrong with you, not the issue of whether you like it.
Her cheeks flush and she stops looking at me.
-For God's sake, don't talk nonsense.
'I'm not being silly, and you know it. It's time you stopped thinking about me that way." I sigh. "It's not that you're not handsome or that I couldn't have those things with you, but we're not meant to be. Honestly, some jerk already played with my heart, and I don't want to go through that again."
But he was a human, wasn't he? Well, that's what I heard. Yes, yes, but right now I don't feel like getting involved with anyone. I'm like a single mother.
"Single mother," she murmurs. "Actually, yes, it seems you love them very much."
-I would give everything for them, and I would do anything to keep them safe.
Kevin continues throwing rocks, pretending he didn't hear me, but I know he did. His heart rate slows, indicating resignation. Even if we don't have a partner, we won't be able to be together.
"What if it never happens?" he asks suddenly. "What if we never find it?"
"What? Our partner?" | laugh. "You know, the human world made me realize something."
-Of what thing?
"That maybe it's better not to find him," I answer in the most serious tone I can before leaving.
"I don't want us to be alone for life" Niamh whispers. "Maybe having a partner isn't so bad."
"It would be for me," | mumble. "The most important thing in my life is my fleas."
My children are already asleep when I get into their room, as their heartbeats tell me.
They were too tired to stay awake after such an emotional day.
"I just hope we're okay," I say, looking at them with concern. "I can't allow anthing bad to happen to you while you're here."
I take off my shoes and lie flat on the bed so as not to disturb them. I clasp my hands under my cheeks and sigh, thinking about what will become of us now that Leif has assumed his role as a father.
"I know I don't talk to you often, goddess, but please make him change and stop doing such atrocities, she prayed.
Niamh doesn't say anything; she's as nervous as I am. In fact, she's feeling quite strange, and I'm afraid it's a sign of some illness or that something bad is about to happen.
"I told you I'm not psychic, Niamh groans sleepily. "I just know I feel different."
"So we're going to die? Is that it?"
"Let me sleep, I don't want to hear you anymore," she responds irritably.
"I'm starting to think our companion is human. You're a heartless woman, I muttered, making a rude gesture at her in my mind