Affection and Seduction: Two Powerful Acts that Create an Everlasting Connection.
Thayla
4
“You’re as bad as a youngling. You’re not ill or injured immobile, so there’s no need for this.”
A very loud and groggy groan echoes around my room as I plaster my pillow to my ear.
“Get out of my head, V. It’s called a nap and that’s the third time you’ve disturbed it.”
“My last disruption was over an hour ago. Now your Valtrue member has returned home, so I’m ready to be introduced to them.”
“I’ll introduce them when I’m ready and done with my nap.”
I roll over onto my stomach and clutch the pillow around my head as if that’ll drown him out. I made the unfortunate mistake of filling him in when I came to my room a couple of hours ago.
V is obviously the type of creature who doesn’t care for naps or doing as he’s told. After I informed him of what happened, he admitted he knew who I was tied to all along but couldn’t be the one to tell me.
According to him, this Messenger has been given many different titles around the realm and through the millennia, but never a name. That’s why they’re rumored to be mythological.
Even if he wasn’t already informed that’s who I had a tie to in preparation to meet me, he would’ve sensed it. They’re above the level of power he and any other creature created by the Valories are.
I told him I couldn’t take any more information or big news and that I was taking a nap. He insisted I introduce him to the guys right then so they could get familiar with him. I said no, nap first.
He wasn’t happy with that answer.
A scream rips out of me when small but sharp pricks poke into my ass cheek. My legs get tangled in my blanket, so I can’t kick out, and I get lost underneath the pillow.
A loud, soothing hoot has my scream dying down and a growl replacing it. Once my mind and heart realize I’m not under attack, my arms fall limply beside me for a second before I calmly roll myself over.
“Careful. You almost squashed me.”
He flaps his wings to hover above me, then takes it upon himself to land right on my chest. He cocks his head to the side as those all-seeing eyes bore into my blinking ones.
“You wouldn’t get squished if you didn’t stab me in the ass with your claws and weren’t in my room without my permission. How did you even get in here and why are the curtains open?”
“The Goddess of Illusions’ power can’t keep me out, Thayla girl. I go wherever I please. Mostly. I opened the curtains a moment ago. The setting sun will help you wake up.”
“A moment ago? How long have you been in here?”
“Since I woke you the last time. I figured if the nuzzling didn’t work, I needed to be a little more forceful.”
“I’m sorry, are you saying I didn’t dream that something was rubbing my face?”
“I don’t know what you dreamed, but yes, I did rub my feathers down your face.”
I sit all the way up, forcing him to hop off my chest and onto my bed. My eyes narrow on him.
“What were you doing that whole time?”
“Watching you waste the day away.”
My feet kick out of the tangled blanket, and I sling my legs over the side of the bed with a huff. I spin back around to face him with my hands on my hips. He continues to cock his cute little head at me like he doesn’t know what to do with me.
I don’t know what to do with him when he’s in a form small enough he could sit in my palm.
“This relationship is moving far too fast for me. You can’t come into my room however and whenever you please, then stab me to wake me up.”
