CHAPTER 17
AURORADescendants of divines.
Is that what we are?
I gnawed on the inside of my cheek, stared up at the blank ceiling in our bedroom, and shook my head, a thin layer of sweat covering my lower back. Maybe that was what Elijah thought, but how could I feel those memories if I was just a descendant?
Ares tossed and turned in our bed, brows furrowed and a fearful expression on his sculpted face. I pulled the blankets over his n***d body, hoping some kind of warmth and weight would calm him down.
Even Ruffles sat on his chest with her big baby belly, but it didn’t calm him at all.
I didn’t know if I should wake him up or let the nightmares continue. Ares didn’t deserve to have these dreams every night, but if he didn’t sleep, he’d be so tired during the day, and he wouldn’t be
