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He brings another piece to me.
“I woke up in the cabin and she told me who she was. She also told me Wolfie is actually Luna, and she is your…sister.”
“What!?” I almost leap out of his lap.
He chuckles. “I almost had the same reaction. Yes, she is your sister.”
“Wolfie is Luna? How is she a wolf then?”
“Your mother said it was a curse.”
“By whom?”
“She didn’t answer that and said she would give those answers to you.”
A heaviness clouds me. My mother. I have a sister. Wolfie – Luna – is my sister? I have so many questions. Answers Igor doesn’t have. The Goddess helped us escape but I am left incomplete with the only family I have left back in my realm.
My children will never know their grandmother, I will never know my mother. Luna, my sister, they will never know their aunt.
I have many questions for her. If she sent Luna to watch over me, does it mean she saw all my suffering, and if so, why did she never help me? Why couldn’t she come for me and my brother and why did she leave us behind?
“I’m sorry.” Igor pulls me from my thoughts, and I focus on him.
“What for?”
“For everything; the fact that I can’t answer all your questions. The fact that you have been without her and that you never knew Luna as your sister.” He says as he brushes my thighs softly and then my belly.
I sigh. “I know you’d give it to me if you could. And thank you for that.”
He leans in, still rubbing my belly and he kisses me. A lingering kiss.
“So, what now?” I ask him when we pull apart.
He picks up a sliced apple and brings it to my lips. “We need to see my uncle – I guess, King Gremlo now. Since I am back in the tribe, he needs to tell us about our roles in the tribe and the updates of what has happened and the new arrangements in place.”
I nod. “Have you asked your mom about her marriage to him? How do you feel about it?”
“It doesn’t make me feel great.” He pauses with a thoughtful look. “But she resents me for everything bad that has happened since I was banished. She said if I had been a better son, then she would have never married him.”
“Oh, Igor…” I see his anguish and regret.
“It’s fine, Aria. I guess I just need to accept this situation for what it is.”
“Wewill accept it for what it is.” I correct him and he smiles.
“I can’t wait to see you dance for me later.” He smirks
“Wait, I forgot to ask. What did that old orc mean when he talked about a dance?” I hope they don’t actually mean dancing because I don’t dance for people.
He chuckles. “It’s tradition. When a male secures his mate and they are vowed, the female must dance for him in front of the community. A sign of her giving herself to him – her submission – and as a thank you for him choosing her.”
My lips get dry. “You are joking?”
“No, I am not.” He looks amused.
“What kind of dancing?” I am still hoping this is just a joke. He has to be pulling my leg.
“It involves moving your waist and being seductive.” He says with a grin.
