Elina’s Conversion IV

Damonq pushed back strands of damp hair from her face. She was sweating blood. There were dots of it on her forehead and smears on her body. He opened the earth right next to them, making it deep. Seeing the shimmer of rich minerals made his heart a little lighter.

This is the scary part. Buried alive.

Her voice tried to make light of it, but he felt the undertone of horror.

You will sleep and the baby will sleep. When you wake, you will be out from under the soil. On your rising we will practice opening and closing the soil until I know you are always safe and feel confident in your abilities.

He brushed a kiss across her mouth. He, as always throughout her ordeal, had swept away the dots of blood on her forehead and the smears on her body. All toxins were gone and the air was sweet-smelling and fresh. Still, she turned her head away.

I am not clean.

You are very clean. I will put you under before the next wave starts. I’ll sleep beside you this night. He waited for her consent. It