Fairy Dust

Vira had been young when she’d been taken in to the Abraxas pack with the intention of her becoming an incubator. One that produced perfect little demigods to offer to the fallen god. She had grown up with that destiny drilled into her head. Now that she had freedom to choose for herself she couldn’t ever go back. She wasn’t sure if she could believe Gaios about the mutant crabs but she believed him on everything else. He had said he was going to spirit her away and he had. Soon enough though he’d mention how tired he was.

She couldn’t deny she felt the same. Maybe dancing her heart out under the moonlight had only been half a good idea. They had a long way to go. She nodded, feeling the night’s exertions pounding on her chest. She breathed hard as her feet came to stop. She saw him looking at her and couldn’t admit to not enjoying the way his eyes rolled over her body. She’d always enjoyed the way he looked at her, from the moment they had ‘met.’ She managed a breathy chuckle. ”Yeah, time for a rest.” A day of travel and night of dancing had readied her for a nice sleep.