Page 54 of Nymph in the Dark


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Once inside I shrug off my clothes and get in the shower. There’s something soothing about the cascading water that allows for the perfect time to brood. I don’t know if I’mcapable of doing what Gaia is asking of me. A mothers love is unconditional. A Moira bond is unconditional. The love and connection that my parents have is the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen. I don’t feel that with Alistair. I hardly know the guy and what I do know of him makes me despise him. What light could he possibly have in him? Gaia sees it so why can’t I?

I finish washing and step out the shower. Wrapping a towel around myself, I go to the sink and brush my teeth. I haven’t had dinner but at this point all I want is my bed. I go to my room and put on a short and vest combo to chill in. It’s only 7pm and even though I’m mentally drained I don’t feel tired. I get comfy in bed and shoot a text to Cassey.

Spoke to the goddess of creation today. What about you?

It doesn’t take long for me to get a reply.

You what!?

I barely read it when my phone rings.

“So Gail? No Gaia isn’t it?” She says intently.

“Yeah that’ll be the one.” I give her a lo down on today’s activities and by the end of it Cassey lets out a long whistle.

“So basically… You have a clingy mum forcing you to marry her son? Who is totally the dark, dangerous, sexy type? I mean… I’d be swimming in that darkness by now!” She giggles.

I can’t help but laugh with her. I love her so much!

“There’s a bit more to it than that but…”

“But nothing! Go swimming! I’m sure there will be epic sex involved! You’d think after living for all of time he’d know a thing or too.”

“Have you been drinking? Your telling me to get with the devils demon spawn!”

“Out of this world sexy demon spawn! And yes I have.” I can just imagine her trying to stop the stupid smile spreading across her face as she tries to sober herself.

When she speaks again her voice is a little more serious.

“Listen, I've been doing so much research into Greek Mythology. Patrick, the philosophy teacher at college has helped a lot. I always thought that Zeus was this heroic good guy but, he's actually a really bad guy. He raped countless women. Thought he was entitled to any beautiful women he saw. Not to mention his obsession with being the most powerful God ever. I can send you over all the books and research I've done.”

“But Cass, that doesn't make sense. The pack adore him. He's helped Gaia protect Nymphs from Hades. Are you sure you've not got Hades and Zeus mixed up?”

She scoffed down the phone.

“Listen, I know your Dad and the werewolves are all 'Hail Zeus', but I'm telling you, Hades history is sunshine and rainbows compared to what Zeus has done. He's a complete Masochist. I just want you to be careful because if Zeus created werewolves I'm worried that a bit of Zeus rubbed off on them.”

I struggle to believe what Cassey is telling me but the worry in her voice is genuine. She's only trying to help and look out for me. I would do the same for her.

“OK Cass. I'll keep my wits about me.” I reassure her. To try and stop her fretting. “Honestly I think they're all a little scared of me anyway.” I laugh and she sighs in relief.

I hear her doorbell ring down the phone. “Oh that’s Christian!”

“No worries enjoy your evening. Love you!”

“Love you more! And be careful!” She hangs up and I slump back on my bed, dispelling the air shield I put around myself to stop prying ears.

I glance out my window and see two white orbs watching me. I get out of bed and open my window.

“You’re not very sneaky you know.” I raise my eye brows.

The Strix swoops down silently and lands on my windowsill with a little hoot. I stroke down its chest. Itsmidnight black feathers are soft like silk. I know I should be freaking out at it showing up but with everything going on in my head and the day I've had why not add a bit more crazy?

“How is he?” I ask.

It hoots again and tilts its head to the side narrowing its eyes slightly. As if to say ‘ask him your damn self.’

“I don’t know if I’m ready for that yet.” I mutter.