ELEVEN

ÈVE

My body slammed against the wall of the farmhouse that I ran into as Zachariah held both my hands ever so tightly. I felt intoxicated, like I had no control over myself. “How many times have you been warned to stay out of trouble?” Zachariah asked.

“And how many times do you keep coming after me? Others would have chosen to chase me, but you chose to do it yourself,” I asked back while laughing, adding, “You like me, don’t you?” I playfully tapped on his nose as my body twisted under his hold.

For all of the times I have wished for my body to go out of power because of how hard it was to control the Inyoka spirit in me, this was not the right time.

My body was out of control as I watched them, begging her to stop.

“There is no denying that fact,” Zachariah admitted. “I like my women feisty, I guess.”

Let me out! Let me out! Don’t give in; Acantha didn’t, Elizabeth didn’t, all of my other alumni didn't, and Eve, you shall not! You are a goddess; don’t heed a man much lesser than yo