***Nferiaea's POV***
My eyes felt heavy.
Moving felt like running through lava.
But then, a wave of pure bliss washed over me, allowing me to move.
Then another wave, like the full force of the sun, forced my eyes to open.
Nyx wasn't there, but she was.
Kayla.
My only chance at life.
When I asked her to come over, she did.
She looked like she had her reservations about following through with what her body recognized as the next step.
She was a maiden after all.
A maiden born in the embrace of the night, a descendant of the mother of night.
I knew what I needed to do, but she seemed like she wasn't ready, so I took it slowly.
I needed to have her willingly give in to me.
If she would, the heir to my power would be born.
If she still has doubts, I would have to face the end
