A Gift from the Goddess by Dawn Rosewood

Chapter Ninety Seven 

Chapter Ninety–Seven 

I woke up with a long, satisfied stretch in bed, feeling more content than I had in years. 

The last few days had all blended together so much that I could barely keep track of time anymore. Was it a Tuesday? Morning? Night? I didn‘t know. All I knew was that my last week had been spent with Aleric, living and breathing every moment he could spare for me. 

I continued to stretch, trying to wake up but, as I did so, I suddenly felt a pulse of pain emanate from my shoulder. Something I‘d been ignoring the last few days despite my actual purpose in coming here. 

Well, if it gave another reason to stay here a little longer, it couldn‘t be all that bad, right? 

I sighed. 

I didn‘t want to leave. Of course, I didn‘t. It was so easy to ignore all my impending problems waiting form e at home, choosing to just live inside my own little bubble instead. I was happy here. Actually happy. Something I hadn‘t felt in so long. Given everything I‘d endured, surely I deserved even the tiniest bit of respite? 

And Aleric seemed happy, though he hadn‘t explicitly vocalised it. Not that I expected him to. He wasn‘t one to normally express feelings through words unless he was prompted, usually choosing to convey things in his actions instead. But I could tell by how he was acting that he seemed to be enjoying himself, appearing lighter and more relaxed in his mannerisms. 

Thinking back now, it seemed crazy that I‘d spent so many years of this life trying to run away from him. I had even planned to reject him. And I knew from previous experience how much that hurt, more than would warrant the benefits of going through with that process. The constant empty void it created inside was tortuous. 

It made me wonder how good things could have been from the beginning if we‘d just been allowed a chance to live our lives the way we were meant to. If there were no prophecy pressures, no Selene, no markings, or Thea. Just... two people from the same pack who found each other. Would the Aria and Aleric of that timeline, though no doubt very different from the people we are now, find themselves happily together too? 

However, it was strange to even think of the person I once was. My first life felt more like a bad nightmare and so did the person from that timeline. I‘d lived such a sheltered, structured life that the girl from back then could barely be considered anything more than a doll. And whilst I couldn‘t say I enjoyed‘ the journey, I couldn‘t exactly deny that the misfortunes I‘d experienced since dying hadn‘t matured me either; hadn‘t helped me grow up from the naïve, juvenile Luna I‘d once been. 

It was probably most evident in the way I‘d acted upon returning. As if I were sometimes more a bratty girl than a woman who had once held a high status. Far too much freedom and trauma given to a child all at once, driven by an intense motivation to escape and be their own person finally. Yet, all the while that was happening, also dealing with the basic body changes that came with being a teenager once more. 

So, who was I actually? Without Thea, without the naivety, without the fear and pain? If, by some miracle, I somehow survived this until the end, living to see a world where I was finally free of Thea entirely, what did that even look like for me? When I could finally just be myself without pressures or manipulation? Who will I eventually become? 

...But would I even survive? Selene coming to retrieve what was hers seemed more than likely for when this was over. She‘d told me herself how she considered the other saints, the ones that came before me, mistakes. Did victory mean getting to live? Or was that expiration still waiting for me regardless, only buying my time the more I procrastinated facing Thea? 

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...Would it mean saying a final goodbye to Aleric before we left to fight her? 

Trolled over and threw my legs over the side of the bed, no longer wanting to think about it anymore. The outcome for that was not something in my control so there was no point in mulling over it. 

For now... I just wanted to be happy for the time I was certain I did have. 

And so I left my room, walking down the stairs to the only place I wanted to be right now. 

“What are you reading?” I asked softly, standing in the doorway of the living area. 

It was gently raining outside, the sound of the drops hitting the roof in a soothing way. The clouds outside were also darkening the sky enough that, once again, I couldn‘t be sure what time it was. 

Aleric was sitting by the windowsill, book in hand, and only looked up after I spoke, a small smile warming on his face as he did so. His eyes reminded me of the moss and trees within the woods when he looked genuinely happy, almost as if he were a living personification of my little cottage sanctuary outside. 

“Nothing really,” he answered. “Did you have a good sleep?” 

“I don‘t know if I can call that ‘sleep‘, since there wasn‘t much of that happening... but it was good. Some might even say... great.” 

“...Is that so?” 

And I crept closer until I stood in front of him, intending to look at the book in his hands, but instead he reached out and pulled me into his lap, forcing a squeal of surprise out of me at the sudden movement. Not that I was complaining though. 

And, as he positioned me to sit comfortably against his broad chest, I‘d never felt so cosy and safe before. 

“This looks like one of my books,” I said, reading the words on the page. “Only a small portion of this is in the common tongue though.” 

“Well, it‘s raining and there isn‘t much else to do for entertainment around here...” 

And I felt as he then tilted his head down towards me, proceeding to nip at my ear. “Unless you had something else in mind.” 

A shiver ran through me, sending endless possibilities to run through my mind... though it was shortly followed by another dull ache in my shoulder, a reminder of why we were here. I had healed a lot since we‘d arrived, but our recent activities were probably regressing that process. 

“I need a little break... I‘m still healing, after all,” I said laughing, and I squirmed away from his teeth. “I‘m pretty sure these last few days have been the opposite of allowing my body to rest.” 

Much to my own disappointment, he then eased off just as I‘d asked, and went back to looking at the book instead. It was a situation where I didn‘t particularly want to be the responsible one. 

In fact, I could think of several more irresponsible things we could be doing right now.... 

“Aria,” he said in a low voice behind me. “Make up your mind.” 

realising we were back at

needed to be more aware of

even read this?”

to look at the cover and back to the page he was on. “Not really. I didn‘t really bother with languages during study.

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it to you?” I offered. “I can‘t say I’m fluent anymore but I‘ve

body then chuckled behind me, the vibrations making me

“...Sure,” he said. 

contained nothing but factual retellings of pack dynamics several centuries ago, he sat and listened diligently to me anyway over the next hour or so

catch up with me. I‘d tried

fell asleep in his arms.

to the feeling of my hair being gently played with, the strands delicately tugging

I murmured softly, waking up to see Aleric next to me in

caught doing something he shouldn‘t. A reaction that

tightened at the scene before me and I grabbed

I asked. “I never really did as a kid. The silver is like an

“I‘ve always liked your hair. Even when I was

*Thump.* 

head on the pillow

like?” I whispered, though

be interested in me. From what I could tell, it wasn‘t as if I‘d given him many reasons to. It was something I‘d been wondering about for a while now, always secretly speculating why, but in

awkward as it was, getting this sort of information from him was

cleared his throat, a small

then paused,

beautiful... funny... smart... or at least, smart *sometimes,”

do much else, he then

looked forward to seeing every day, who I genuinely enjoyed being around… someone to give me a reason to get out of bed and try to do

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Chapter Ninety–Seven 

feeling overwhelmed by his

a way of setting your mind

is called being stubborn,” I chimed in lightly, though

on my forehead. “Speaking of which... were you going to train today? I couldn‘t help but notice you haven‘t done that in

averted my eyes to the unwelcome

to silently chuckle though, and I quickly looked back to see him watching me with amusement, his eyes

Just like how I have to patrol. Which..“He then looked out towards the window, gauging the time. “... Which

softly, enjoying our lazy day in bed too

I didn‘t want him to go yet. Not after all the sweet things he‘d said to me just now.

mimicking my tone, and pulled himself away to sit

in bed with me for a little bit longer,” | said.

back over to

sensation his touch offered, and I grabbed his shoulder to draw him

there but, before I could initiate anything further, he then

to be focused when

I pouted, and I sat up as he went to get

laughed, throwing on some

quietly grumbled again,

I‘m off,” he said, coming back around to my side of

that, he quickly kissed me, a tiny spark erupting from where our lips met, and

he was gone for

Wait... 

...A spark. 

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up to

felt that. I‘d

mate bond. Just a

over my own legs in haste, and made it to the top of

could follow after him, I heard the front door to outside open and

already gone.

tell him

something to look forward to. What better progress could I tell him than to say I‘d finally felt a spark? And it would definitely be cause for some... scientific research. To test when I could and couldn‘t