Reina’s POV
“In Domine Patti, et Filio, et Spiritu Sancto.” Brother Elian began. My mind was already coined to the mass as I decided to eradicate all kinds of distraction, even forgetting that my mate whom I just f****d was here with me.
A loud bump hit the top of the room, then a squealing sound. The candles flipped, like some wind blew, almost going off.
We had a sudden pause.
There’s no wind here. Where is it coming from?
There was another squeal like that of a bird but louder than a bird. I shut my eyes as Brother Elian continued to pray. Each time he’s in prayers, he gets to be in the spirit and no matter what goes on, he doesn’t notice nor would he fear. I’d always heard of this but today I was getting to experience it myself.
I didn’t know when Julian came closer, grabbi
