Eriana
“I’m...what?” I stammered as Alpha Devaris and Luna Ana explained to me for the sixth time how they came over from the other side.
“You’re a bridge, darling. You connect the living and the dead. Your existence, along with nine other Goddesses, keep the balance in the world,” Luna Ana said, softly. I comprehend what she was telling me, but she had to be wrong. Right? How the hell am I a bridge or a Goddess. I’m just regular degular old me.
I placed my head in my hands and groaned as my brain felt like it was going to explode. What does this mean for Bria and any other kids I have? Would they inherit the bridgeness too? Is bridgeness even a word? I groaned again as Derion rubbed my back, comforting me. I felt the sparks running up and down my spine and I relaxed under his touc
