Harvey and Gabriel made sure I was well taken care of, setting a strict rule to keep guards and others away during my cycle. It made sense, given how strong the temptations could be during this time.
Even Gabriel, now my guardian, chose to keep his distance. He slept in a separate room downstairs, respecting the boundaries we'd set.
I have to admit, Gabriel has been a huge help—and easy on the eyes too. His smooth confidence is something else. It's almost intimidating, making me feel shy, like a girl with her first crush. I can't stop smiling when he's around, and it's starting to make my cheeks hurt.
My cycle, however, has been rough. The cramps are sharper than usual, and the heavy flow feels endless. I've already gone through so much cotton that it's hard to keep up. For the past few days, all I've done is sleep, eat, and make endless trips to the bathroom. The cravings and mood swings aren't helping either.
Even so, Harvey and Gabriel have been amazing. They've done everything they can to help me, and I've tried to keep my moods in check for their sake.
Harvey has been training Gabriel on how to take care of me, covering everything he needs to know. But there are some things we've kept from him—like the truth about where I came from, my knowledge of future events, and my connection to the beast God. We decided to wait until our relationship with Gabriel is stronger before sharing those things.
This morning, I stirred awake to find both Harvey and Gabriel walking into the room. Gabriel carried hygiene products, while Harvey had a plate of fresh fruit.
"Good morning, my love," Harvey greeted me.
"Good morning, Imara," Gabriel added with a small smile.
"Good morning, babes," I mumbled sleepily, sitting up.
They've developed a routine now. Gabriel takes care of the small tasks, like washing my face or feeding me, but there are limits. He isn't allowed to bathe me or see me naked.
At the moment, I wasn't even letting Harvey do those things. I'd made him sleep downstairs too. I just wasn't in the mood for touch right now, and I didn't want to snap at him for no reason and hurt his feelings.
Following our morning routine, we got to work on various projects that would soon be sold in the market. Everyone pitched in—Harvey, Gabriel, the guys, and even a few guards. We worked in the backyard and the makeshift workshop, each piece of the plan slowly coming together.
As we worked, two leopards sprinted over the hill toward us. No one panicked, which meant these were familiar faces. The leopards shifted mid-stride, and soon Theo and Sampson emerged, casually tying their clothes around their waists. I wasn't trying to be uncouth, but I definitely stole a look.
They greeted everyone before turning their attention to me. "Imara."
"Hey, guys," I said with a smile. "Long time no see. Glad you're safe and back. Does this mean Bai Qingqing is back too?"
Theo nodded. "Yes, she's back. Parker, our young lord, is with her at the castle."
Sampson added, "She wants to see you."
I nodded, already expecting this. "Alright, let me clean up first, and I'll head over."
After getting ready, I made my way to the castle. Gabriel and Harvey accompanied me, while Theo and Sampson veered off elsewhere as we neared the gates.
Inside, we were led to a room where Bai Qingqing lay on a pile of glass. The sight hit me like a punch to the gut. My stomach twisted with nausea, and anger bubbled under my skin.
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Imara Diversifies The Beastmen World
FanfictionAfter an accident, Imara, a 28-year-old plus-size black woman, ends up in a strange rainforest world from a bittersweet novel she read. This wild jungle is full of mysterious and dangerous beastmen, just like the stories she used to read. To stay al...
