Page 33 of Wed to the Gargoyle


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“Where are we?” she asked.

“This is my cave. You’re safe here.”

She nodded, and then she looked at me, her eyes filled with concern.

“Kuzar,” she said, “are you okay?”

I hesitated for a moment before answering. “I’m not sure,” I said. “I’m still trying to figure things out.”

She reached out and took my hand. “You don’t have to figure it out alone,” she said. “I’m here for you.”

I smiled at her. “I know,” I said.

We sat in silence for a few minutes, just holding each other. The sun was shining brightly outside, and the birds were singing. It was a beautiful day, and a sense of peace washed over me.

Everything was going to be okay. I had Evie, and she loved me. That was all that mattered.

I leaned down and kissed her, my lips brushing against hers. She kissed me back, her lips soft and yielding.

I pulled her close, and we kissed again, this time more deeply. Her body melted against mine. We were together.

We broke apart, and I looked into her eyes.

“I love you, Evie,” I said.

“I love you too, Kuzar,” she said.

And in that moment, I would never let anything hurt her. Not the beast within me, not anyone else. I would protect her with my life.

We got out of bed and went outside, hand in hand. The sun was glaring, and the birds were singing. It was a beautiful day, and I sensed hope for the future.

We faced many challenges in the days to come, but I also knew that we would face them together. We were stronger together, and we would overcome anything.

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Evie

The days morphed into a blur, each relentless sunrise echoing the bitter chill in my heart. Kuzar, once my fierce protector and passionate lover, drifted further away each day. Gone was the tender caress of his claws, the warmth of his wings enfolding me in the night. The chasm between us widened, isolating me in an icy void.

At first, I tried bridging the distance, my words laced with honeyed sweetness, my touch gentle and ethereal. I tiptoed around him, my soul a fragile blossom yearning for sun, yet he recoiled as if I carried a plague. His gaze, once smoldering with desire, now held a distant coldness, as if he no longer recognized the woman who shared his hearth.

“Kuzar,” I whispered, desperation seeping into my voice, “what’s happening? Has something changed?”

His response cut through me like a shard of ice, slicing through my veins. “Nothing’s changed, Evie. I’m just busy.”

Exhaustion tugged at my eyelids, the shadows beneath my eyes darkening with each sleepless night. I longed to curl up in his embrace, to feel the reassuring rumble of his chest beneath my ear, but he retreated to his solitary corner, immersed in brooding silence.

One night, as the wind howled outside, I traced my fingers over the intricate engravings on the silver pendant he’d gifted me. Its cool surface gave a stark contrast to the raging storm within me. Kuzar was out on patrol, his absence leaving an emptiness in my cavernous home.

Tears trickled down my cheeks, etching salty trails. I was like a stranger in this alien world, an unwanted outsider in my home. The loneliness gnawed at me, a relentless beast devouring my spirit.

Suddenly, a faint rustle broke the silence. I turned, my heart pounding in my chest, hoping against hope that Kuzar returned. Instead, I found Veda peering at me through the dimly lit doorway, her eyes wide with concern.

“Evie, are you alright?”

I shook my head, unable to speak, my throat constricted with unshed tears. Veda padded across the room, her bare feet silent on the stone floor, and sat beside me, her warm hand covering mine.

“He will come around,” she murmured, her words laced with a quiet conviction. “Kuzar is a proud warrior, but he has a tender heart. Give him time.”

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