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~Millicent

The next few days past at an excruciatingly slow pace.

Sinful remains blissfully unaware of Kyser's secret the whole time, treating me no differently. I, however, have felt nothing but a growing pit in my stomach, as I try to wrap my head around what Kyser is. The Moon. I still find it hard to believe him, but after all he told me, I'm not about to question him. If his threat about Sinful is real, I'm not saying a word.

But what he told me has brought an itching curiosity to the surface. Kyser mentioned how powerful Sinful is, but I have yet to see him bring up any of these abilities in front of me recently.. And I know he won't, to try not to scare me.

Today, however, will be different. I'm going to test him.

Evening has officially settled over the estate, and like clockwork, everyone returns to their rooms. On the way to my bedroom, I stop by Sinful's, his door ajar, so I knock on the doorframe.

Sinful is lounging on his bed, reading something. Hearing my knock, he glances up at me through a fringe of dark hair, lavender eyes flashing at the sight of me. Without a word, I walk into his room, coming to sit on the edge of the bed. Just being in his room sends shivers down my spine, knowing everything that must have gone on here before.

Don't think about that. You're his mate.

"Busy?" I ask lowly, nodding at the book between his hands. As immortals, reading is a common past time, especially when you have nothing else to do pass time other than explore new material. But in all the time I've known Sinful, he hasn't been much of a reader.

He places the book on his lap. "I've been reading up on the Moon, trying to figure out any loophole to make sure you never have to go back."

I wince, but on the inside, letting my expression remain impassive. I'm not going to tell what Kyser is, with what is at risk. So I keep my mouth shut, and nod numbly. Somehow I need to get him away from the idea of protecting me from the Moon, but that's not going to be easy. Especially when it's currently the most pressing issue, and Kyser is going alone with it as if nothing is any different.

"We need a break, I think. Kyser thinks it's safe for now. Why don't we, tomorrow, go out somewhere new. Maybe somewhere outside this territory," I offer, lounging my body out across his bed.

He watches me, gaze sweeping over my dress and down past my legs with brazen desire, the slightest flush reaching the surface of his cheeks.

Attraction. The man who could get anyone he wants has this reaction to me. I've lived my entire life without my mates validation, and I've thrived regardless.

But I will indulge myself and admit...I like the way he looks at me.

He doesn't touch me though, just watches. He isn't pushing our relationship since we arrived down here, and I'm curious why, but too proud to ask. After all these years of not being together, of me refusing to accept who he is, I'm here now, and I'm feeling the mate bond more than ever. Even if I'm still skeptical...which is why tomorrow, I'm going to find out how much power he really has.

Because it's enough for the Moon to be frightened.

"Of course. If you want to go somewhere, I will take you," he tells me smoothly, his tone suddenly turning deep and husky out of nowhere. Maybe it's the dim lighting in the room, or the tension between us, but suddenly I'm dizzy and breathless.

"Somewhere secluded. Just you and me," I breathe, pulling myself up off the bed, deciding I can't be in here any longer without doing something I would regret.

His eyes flash. "Can't wait."

That night, I didn't get much sleep. I'm nervous about too many things. About Kyser being the Moon, and his intentions with me that he still hasn't admitted to me; to be completely honest, I've been avoiding him. I don't want to know. Now, I'm concentrating on Sinful and his powers, and how those powers have made Kyser so reluctant to allow me to be with him.

Tomorrow. Tomorrow I will know.

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I wake right at dawn, dragging myself from my bed and right downstairs, to where Sinful has already awoken. Naturally, like every morning I've been here so far, Sinful has swam in his giant pool which proudly sits behind glass walls, right in the centre of his home. Today is the first time I've come down and witnessed this hobby of his since I've arrived here.. In passing, he mentioned it's his one time to reflect.

Wandering over, I knock on the glass, watching him through it. This is definitely sparks a reminder of when this last happened during my visit previously. A white towel is draped across his hips, another he is using to dry his hair.

Of course I would be put in this unfortunate decision once again, where my mind races to dark places where it shouldn't go.

Those who still believe in me would be so disappointed that I'm letting a Sin tempt me.

"Good morning. Someone's eager to get out of here," he comments, once he's stepped outside of the room, bringing a rush of heat and the smell of chlorine with him. With wet hair, all tangled and mussed, and a torso beaded with water that I refuse to look at, he doesn't look prepared. But of course, I know his strange abilities to wish it all away.

"Yes," I say quickly. "Let's go, right now."

Clearly my hurried voice and motions are enough for him to take me seriously, because one moment we are standing before each other, and the next, he reaches for my forearm, and I'm opening my eyes to see I'm no longer in Sinful's estate, but in some kind of wooded area.

Perfect. I can't help the smile that falls across my face. This is exactly in line with my plans for today. Sinful is surely thinking this will be nothing but a nice outing...at least that's what I'm hoping.

"I thought a walk through nature would clear your mind. You've seemed tense recently," Sinful says softly. Turning to look at him, his hair is dry, and he's fully dressed. It's not a show of much power, but it does amuse me. No wonder he manages to look so immaculate and perfect at all times I'm around him.

"Can you blame me? I'm finally faced with the fact that I'm free, after all these years. Then, on the other hand, any moment that could all be taken from me," I vent, looking up through the canopy of trees, shielding my eyes against the dappled rays that attack my vision.

This worry is all the truth I can offer him right now.

Sinful grabs my hand, smiling down at me with a warm and contentedness that shouldn't be happening right now. I need to spark something in him, like a reaction. If he reacts on instinct, maybe he will use enough of his powers to show me what he is capable of, even on a small scale. Maybe then he will be honest with me, and explain Kyser's fear.

"How powerful are you? Really?" I ask him, as we walk down a small trail built into the woods from wear alone. I'm giving him one chance to tell me, so I don't have to drag this out of him. But the way his expression turns grim, I doubt I'm going to get anything but lies.

"Powerful? Like magic?" he clarifies, raising an eyebrow, clearly skeptical at my curiosity. I nod. "I don't play around with my magic very often to be honest. My strongest form of magic was always my ability to seduce people, in multiple ways, but that's not fun."

Maybe it's not lies...but it's not the full truth.

"You know what, I feel like climbing a tree," I tell him, an idea springing to my mind suddenly. Brushing past Sinful, I make my way to what seems like a viable tree that would hold my weight, testing the bough beneath my hands.

"This is very random of you, mate. Is there something I don't know about you, like a tree climbing hobby? I didn't think they had trees on the Moon," Sinful teases, although as he leans back against another's tree trunk, I can see his curiosity.

"There's plenty you don't know about me," I tell him, as I lift myself up, clambering across branches, brushing leaves away from my face.

Make him react. Trigger his instincts.

This could all go wrong. I could put this plan into motion, and it could get me seriously injured. It won't kill me, being that I'm immortal, but it may hurt. Yet I still am going to take this risk, out of the belief that Sinful is going to react, and I'm going to see him use these powers I know he is hiding from me.

"Be careful," Sinful warns, the humour in his voice attempting to hide the slight hint of fear, as I climb higher up the tree. Finally, I reach the point where I decide that if I fell, I would break a few bones, maybe my spine or neck, so I stop.

"You don't trust me to look after myself?" I tease, and then I slip.

The moment I lose my grip, my feet slipping off the branch, I close my eyes, feeling the wind rush around me, my stomach turning over as I fall.

And then I'm not falling anymore.

Opening my eyes, I look around, realising I'm floating in mid-air, my body completely suspending on nothing. The wind has stopped, the trees are dead still. Nothing moves around, even the birds remain still on their perches, where they were once singing. The entire world as stopped.

And Sinful just stands there, eyes widened, more terrified than I have ever seen him.

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