#33 Lessons in Physiology

Avalea

I stare into the fire, mulling over the situation we are in as I do at least a hundred times a day.

There are so many emotions I'm dealing with at any given time: heartbreak over Father's death, fear over Ann's safety, my attraction for Aldrich that is rapidly turning into something more than mere attraction, and the guilt that goes almost hand in hand with the attraction.

At any given point, one of the emotions typically overrides the others. Like a moment ago, my desire, my lust for Aldrich was topmost on my mind.

Now, it's the guilt. However, I know there will come a time when the guilt completely fades away. Not too far away in the future, I know that my feelings for Aldrich will catch up with the lust. When that happens, no power in any of the worlds will be able to stop me from giving myself completely to Aldrich.

"So Skycharts," I repeat, looking at him with a smile. "The Blood Ritual needs to be performed when both the moons are at their brightest. The brightnes