Anika's POV
One week later...
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It took me way longer to heal, but at least now I'm all better. Fully better. No dizziness. No wobbling knees. No fatigue. Zeph still refuses to go all the way, but I can tell he is slowly realizing I'm all better, and perhaps tonight will be my lucky night.
Thethys snorted. "Look who is in heat," she teased.
I rolled my eyes. “I wouldn’t be like this if my mate didn’t look like a walking sin wrapped in confidence and divine audacity.”
She hummed smugly.
“And yet, here we are.”
Here we were, indeed.
Zeph stood across the room, tightening the leather straps on his forearm guards, his hair slightly damp like he’d just finished training. Of course, he had. Because apparently, gods healed faster when they overworked themselves.
