Ep22

Antiope

It’s been days since that encounter in the lake and things have been weird. I am angry and freaking confused. He had no right to do what he did, to kiss me like that, to look at me with those eyes of his so deeply and lure me in. He has no right to treat the situation we are in as a normal one, as if I am not here because he holds my sister in silver chains all this time.

And yet, I can’t stop thinking about that kiss. I can’t stop reliving it and dreaming about it. And in my dreams, I don’t stop, I am not ready to slap him, I don’t run away from him. In my dreams, I come closer, I kiss deeper, I claim more. And, goddess, does he give me more. Enough to wake me up in the middle of the night, drenched in sweat, with shaking knees and an abysmal, hot need between my legs. Cold showers have been the norm these last days. Thankfully, all that talk about sleeping with me remained just talk.

“I will be leaving in the morning,” Magnus says over his plate. “Before sunrise.”

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