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Evie

I’m packing for the emergency move to Westmore monastery.

It’s crazy how quick it happened, but last night I ended up giving my virginity to Lyla’s daddy.

Isak told me everything about himself and what’s happening and that was when I officially went over the edge from huge crush and powerful lust to “I love this guy and want him to be the father of my future children.”

Yep.

He’s a man without love, without family, who’d been kidnapped since he was a baby and taken from everything he’s ever known. They changed him from what he was into something else, without his consent. And then they managed to create his baby from his sperm and that’s when he was all—hell no, I’m out.

We both lost our virginity last night, in my bed. It was basically the best moment of my life. Luckily Lyla slept through all our sexy times. I’m still wrapping my head around it all. I begged him to give me his cock and cum inside of me. Which he did, many times. I’m walking around this morning with a pleasant ache between my thighs and a goofy grin on my face. And every time I think of it my stomach pleasantly swoops and I wish we were back in bed.

In the end I didn’t get much sleep so I’m seriously in need of many cups of Traq to get me going this morning.

I guess Lyla’s daddy is officially my new boyfriend. He told me again and again that his intention was to get me pregnant, which I thought was sexy as hell. Who knew I was so ready to get pregnant and become a mom, but I guess I am with the right man? And I’m moving out of my cozy little home to live temporarily in a monastery on the multigod pilgrimage route?

We ate pancakes together again this morning and then he gave me another passionate kiss and he was gone to “take care of business”. Watching him leap off the porch, extend his fantastic wings and take flight never gets old. Each time I stand there in awe, as his wings dig into the air and lift his perfect form into the sky. I cannot believe this man is my boyfriend. Neither of us mentioned the “l” word last night, but I do love him. I hope he feels the same.

Suddenly there’s a knock on the front door.

What? Who?

My eyes dart over to Lyla who is resting in her bouncer while I pack. Isak flew away twenty minutes ago and isn’t due back for another hour and Lyla is already getting fussy, wanting my attention, and I bet her diaper is wet again. I’m trying to do ten things at once so this is terrible timing. Also, I’m all alone here.

And…what if the Hurlians found us earlier than Isak expected?

A whimper of distress escapes my lips.

I squint through the peephole. Oh hells, a group of Gravian peacekeepers are gathered on my front porch. At least I’m fully dressed and not in pajamas anymore, that would’ve been extra embarrassing.

I blow out a breath and open the door, pasting a bright smile on my face. “Good morning officers. How can I help you?” I say to the older male standing at the front of their group.

“Your neighbor requested we do a safety check. She said she’s seen a red-skinned, flame-throwing devil flying away from your house?”

The three other peacekeepers in their group twitter behind him at this statement, trying to keep their laughter hidden. It’s clear they think this is a joke, so I play along. “A winged devil?” I laugh. “There’s no such thing. I promise you I’m perfectly fine.”

A female in the back elbows another male. “See, I told you. It was a scam.”

“I’m so sorry you came out here for no reason,” I say.

“Okay, well we did our duty,” the male says, “checking in on you. As long as you say you’re fine, we’ll go. And be on the lookout for those winged devils!”

I laugh at their joke. Then they wave goodbye and I turn away and begin to close the front door closed…

And right then Lyla starts loudly crying for her morning bottle.

“Oh hells,” I whisper.

The peacekeepers all turn around at once and look at me. “What is that?” the lead officer questions as he walks back.

Lyla cries again.

Shoot.

He wraps a hand on the edge of the front door, making it impossible to close. The Gravians look very much like humans, but they are super strong. “A baby? Why is there an infant crying in your domicile? We were told that you were unmated and lived alone. Where did this infant come from? Let us inside so we can perform our safety check.”

And right then an extremely loud hovercraft begins to land in the open field next to my domicile, blowing wind and leaves onto my front yard and porch.

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