Chapter 41

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Gianna's POV:

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Gianna's POV:

A familiar warmth wraps around me, making a dark cocoon. One I don't want to crawl out of. Here, I am safe, protected, and loved.

But out there-

Flashes of yesterday flick through my mind reminding me of my new complicated life. Where am I supposed to go from here? What was Gaia trying to achieve when she chose me to be her successor? What does that even mean?

Great it's not even five minutes into my day and I already have a stress headache.

Groaning I squish my face further into the warm hard surface I'm laying against. Sucking in a breath my eyes fly open realizing the surface is Erebus and the yummy scent I just inhaled was him as well.

I remember falling asleep next to him now, after bawling my eyes out. How embarrassing. What he must think of me now.

I go to pull away from him only to have his rough hand slide up my thigh and pull me even closer to his body.

Why did I let us sleep together in only underwear? His long fingers wrap around my thigh skimming so close to my sensitive center.

I know my blushing by the way my body heats up. Trying to unwrap myself from the covers looking for a cooling relief.

When I successfully untangle myself I squint at the slight light filtering through the window. Turning my head I come face to face with a groggy-looking Erebus.

"What's all your fussing about? It's too early." He grumbles, and his voice makes my body even hotter. Why does he have to be so dreamy?

And why is he here in my bed and not someone else's? I'll never know why he insists on staying near me.

Gaia's life experiences and her power, which now runs through me, have given me newfound confidence. I noticed my stutter is gone, and I'm not questioning myself so much. However, I can't help the little thoughts, buried deep under Gaia's influence, the self-deprecating voice. It feels like I'll never get away from them.

Feeling down, I try again to pull away from Erebus and crawl out of bed.

I squeak in surprise as I am lifted onto Erebus's chest, laying fully on top of him.

His sexy, stupid, chuckle fills the air causing goosebumps to riddle my skin.

"You know, I'm still mad at you." I scrunch my face in fain distaste. I can't stay mad at him, but I know I should, so I keep on resisting him. Even though he's the only person who cares for me now, even though he's been supporting me, even though he says and does everything right. I still pull away.

"Hmmm," he rumbles out, his sleepy eyes barely open, staring back at me. His lip twitches into a smirk before they roll into his mouth. Cheeky fucker.

"Whatever" I grind out before sitting myself up on his lap, trying to swing my leg off him and get out of bed. Putting space between my bleeding heart and his heavenly existence.

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