A Gift from the Goddess by Dawn Rosewood

Chapter Fifty–Seven – Pt# 1 

‘I killed you,‘ I whispered in my head. ‘You did nothing wrong and I killed you.‘ 

“Ahh...,” was the only sound that left me. 

I was fairly certain that telling him that information didn‘t exactly scream that he could trust me; a vital part of any possible relationship to start. Would it be wrong of me to keep it a secret? It seemed like such an unnecessary gamble to ruin something that didn‘t need to be tarnished so quickly. 

“...Aria?” he prompted. 

“I‘m trying to remember,” I lied. 

I could see it now... his eyes changing to become wary, unsure of who I was. His death was just the start o fa list of names whose lives I had ended up claiming. Would he see me as a murderer? 

| swallowed back my hesitance and cleared my throat. If I was willing to finally put the past behind me then there was no reason to ruin my future because of it. 

“No,” I eventually answered. “I… can‘t recall ever having met you. I was never running late in the library that day since there was no reason for me to be so distracted. And because I wasn‘t running late, I never accidentally collided with you in the hallway… therefore we never met to my knowledge.” 1 

It wasn‘t necessarily a lie. We technically had never met, it‘s just that I‘d managed to orchestrate his entire demise from the comfort of my own home. 

“Ah, I see...,” he said in thought before smiling. “Man, your life really was tragic, aye?” 

Texhaled in relief disguised as a laugh. “I‘m sure your ego kept you company adequately enough.” 

We continued to chat whilst we walked and I did my best to explain everything as best I could; though purposely remained vague in regards to any of my less pleasant actions or his death. I told him about my life from where it diverted; about the Goddess, Myra, my visions, and about Thea... or what I thought knew about Thea at least. 1 

“It all weirdly explains a lot of the things that used to confuse me about you…,” he said as we walked across the threshold of where he was staying. 

Both of us had instinctively walked back to his place without needing to confirm where we wanted to go. I certainly didn‘t feel up to facing my parents right now. 

“...And why you were blaming yourself about Myra,” he continued, closing the door behind us. 

A pit of guilt churned in my stomach. “I couldn‘t save her the second time. I don‘t know why I didn‘t see it i na vision like before.” 

“Hey, it‘s not your fault,” he said as he stepped closer, “You can‘t blame yourself for not knowing... and you especially can‘t blame yourself for some random power thing you‘ve don‘t have control over.” 

I sighed, closing my eyes a little in relier. It felt nice to hear those words from someone who knew the full picture. It made me feel like I wasn‘t alone. Here was someone who wasn‘t required by my birth to care for me, and they were telling me i wasn‘t to blame. And I loved my father, don‘t get me wrong, but nothing he could‘ve said would have made me feel quite the same since Cai had no real obligation to me. 

After a few moments passed though, I became painfully aware that both of us were standing silently at his door, neither of us moving. 

“Okay,” I finally said, breaking the silence. “I should probably get some sleep since it‘s been a rough night. I sit okay if I crash on your couch––,” 

I didn‘t get to finish my request though because his lips were then suddenly on line, hungrily drinking me i 

...And miraculously, I wasn‘t so tired anymore. 

I instantly dropped the dagger from my hand, letting it fall to the ground with a clunk, and reached up to grab his shoulders, pulling him towards me 

A low growl in approval sounded from his throat that did all kinds of inexplicable things to my insides, and he quickly hoisted me up against the wall, my legs wrapping around his waist as if they‘d always belonged there. His hands were gripped firmly around my thighs as he‘d positioned himself perfectly between them and I could feel his desire as he pressed himself against me. 

“Fuck, Aria,” he groaned as he kissed me along my neck. “Do you have any idea how crazy you make me? How long I‘ve wanted to do this?‘ 

Thad every mind to reply but honestly, at that point, I wanted nothing more than for him to just continue touching me everywhere, to continue making me feel more of him against me. 

The only reply I managed in the end was more of a whimpering of his narne as my back arched inwards to meet his body. Something that was met with only more kissing and a grunt of his own. 

I felt his hand travel under the hem of my dress and try to work its way up but my clothes were too tight around the chest area, restricting any more access. 

“Too many clothes,” he grumbled, feeling around my back until he touched the zipper. 

He didn‘t pull it down though, his hand pausing for a moment as if in thought, and instead he threw me over his shoulder in a fireman‘s carry, making it seem as though I weighed absolutely nothing 

Cai!” | Squealed in surprise, unable to stop my giggling. “Put me down! I can walk!” 

was probably the bedroom. “You have a habit

couldn‘t help it. Something about being carried like this was too exciting to mull in guilt.

A part o í me even wondered what it would be like once I was shifted and became open to senses

destined mate, but it would be nice nonetheless. If it was between purely

even spoken to Cal yet about us.. about how it would even be possible for us to be together long–term... and worse, I hadn‘t even spoken to him about his questionable exclusivity.

yet.. for now, I would be happy with just one answer.

as his hand already started to unzip the back of my dress. His touch was a fire that made me want to forget all my worries, but I managed to clear my head enough to speak.

“Cai,” I whispered. 

at myself though when i realised that it didn‘t even sound remotely like I was trying

to stop what he was

throat. “Cai,” I repeated, trying again. “Hang on a second. I need to ask you something first

and it was almost like I‘d wrenched him out of a daze. My heart swelled a little at seeing him like that, seeing the effect I had on him, knowing that it was me that had

asked,

heard myself say in my head as I gazed at

know what your relationship with Iris is.

at me in disbelief almost as if he couldn‘t believe I was asking this now

you ever sleep with

would be a perfect fit. She was of Alpha blood too, attractive, smart, funny... kind even to strangers. Clearly, she was into Cai since she‘d called him her ‘hot date‘. If they were or had been together though, then it meant that the words Cai had told me

said slowly, almost mildly annoyed. “I did not sleep with Iris

felt so much better,

she called you her ‘hot date‘... what was going

and rubbed

up leaving after only a month or so. Her father propositioned me to take Iris as a chosen mate in the event neither of us found our destined ones. Given our families lineage and the affiliation it could create, it seemed like a good deal

didn‘t sound like nothing but I could see how the proposal would have been extremely beneficial to both

I asked hesitantly, now unsure if I even wanted to know

rather be with this one very stubborn, very annoying old lady who always makes me constantly question my sanity... I want to be with you,

me and I wanted to give in to it immediately... but I knew that, as nice as being with Cai

Our relationship would possibly ignite a war, something that I‘d been trying to push out of my mind to just enjoy the euphoric moment of being with him the

he‘d meet his destined mate. Something I would be helpless to stand in the way of once he experienced it. I

Fifty Seven – Pt#1

how easy it would be to forget

was; an unwilling decision decreed by a deity that, according to Selene herself, wasn‘t able to be changed. However, I couldn‘t say the same for how Cai would react. The first time

mate, Luna, or child prior to his death. A death at the age of

Cai before the risk of him finding his destined mate became higher. A risk I‘d have to be willing to accept and step back from, no matter how

Chapter Filly–Seven–Pt# 2 

Fifty–Seven – Pt#2 “Aria?” Cai asked, pulling me from my thoughts.

a finger between

one that usually tells me you‘re overthinking something... Should I be locking the

relaxed, smiling a bit at his joke. I hadn‘t realised he‘d learnt

eyes that had always made me want to melt. “...I‘m not going anywhere, I promise. I... I want to be with you too, Cai.”

temporary,‘ I

of my return, witnessing my worst moments and helping me even when my plans were insane or not his concern. He‘d been there for me when I‘d cried and broken down, unsure of who I was or who I could lean on. And it was true he‘d ended up hurting me, but I‘d hurt him too. Yet somehow, he‘d realised sooner than me that we were undeniably drawn to each other. It was just

feel safe, comfortable, and... wanted. Things I‘d never felt

to burn everywhere he touched me; along my thighs, around my waist, up my back. He‘d managed to unzip my dress already and so it was then just a matter of sliding my arms out as he pulled it up over my head. And suddenly I was before him in only my underwear... that I

must have guessed my thoughts exactly though as he grabbed at

said gently. “You‘re so

that before? I couldn‘t ever recall. I knew I wasn‘t unattractive but I‘d never seen myself as anything overly special. How could I given my history? I‘d tried to

went. And when he finally reached my shoulder, I shivered under his touch. Everything he did was driving me crazy, especially as he then began lightly tracing the outlines of my body; starting with my chest, around my bra, and moving lower to around my stomach, dangerously close to the hem of my underwear. All the while leaving a path of goosebumps wherever his fingers touched.

second, but instead he restrained himself, wanting to make the moment last as long as he could. I could barely

sat up impatiently so our eyes were level and kissed him deeply, grabbing the hem of his shirt in one hand. However, instead of letting me lift it off, he clasped my wrist gently and kissed it, leading me to lie back down again. I would have

you ever done this before?”

answered before I paused in thought, considering his

was saying and was trying to make up for my past. Already I had felt more in these last few minutes

arm above my head whilst his other hond started to venture lower... and lower.. and lower... untill gasped out, squirming under

had I realised just how amazing this could feel. H e kissed me gently around my neck... my chest.. my stomach, all the while his fingers continued to build