Chapter 183

EPILOGUE III

ALISHA

TWENTY YEARS LATER

“Mmm,” I grunted as I sat up, my back hurting after using Derek’s body as a pillow.

He had woken up early and left the bed, I remembered, after giving me a kiss as usual.

I shouldn’t have drank so much.

We were all getting on in years now, and though I had clocked forty-one last night, I still had a long life ahead of me.

I smiled to myself as I remembered the way Misch, Benjamin, Hilda, mark and Derek had coerced me to take not one, not two, but THREE whiskey shots.

Damn them all for being able to hold their liquor while I, barely used to drinking even at my age, had NOT.

“So damn unfair,” I muttered under my breath, and thought briefly about postponing the training session I had with Mischa, Markson and Erika.

The two children had grown up so fast, and were already 19 and 20 respectively, already becoming accomplished warriors at their age.

Erika was much like her mother, a consummate warrior. I smirked as I remembered the way that Mischa and I