Descendant of Glory by M. Sinclair

Author:M. Sinclair [Sinclair, M.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Reverse Harem, Fantasy, Paranormal, Magic, Romance, Fae, Witches, Gods, High School
Amazon: B092TVJFCV
Goodreads: 57797775
Publisher: Lost & Bound Publishing
Published: 2021-06-26T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 12

NOVA

Was this what it felt like to be well rested? I blinked my eyes open slowly. There was a haziness to everything around me, a beam of sunset crossing the room.

Where was I? I frowned, trying to remember what was going on as I stretched, the cool sheets brushing against my heated skin as I let out a small yawn.

There was a soreness to my muscles, and I was nearly positive I had drool on the side of my face, which was…well, just sexy, obviously. I cursed, glad that there didn’t seem to be anyone in the room with me as I used my sleeve to clear it away. Slowly sitting up, I rubbed my temple, feeling a bit dehydrated and hungry, but other than that, remarkably well. How much time had passed?

The unfamiliar bedroom had a light, modern decor of cream and blue, the windows covered by heavy curtains and the California king covered in all the blankets and pillows a girl could wish for. I rolled to my side and cracked my back as I caught Fox’s scent on the pillows next to me. I smiled as everything came together.

Either earlier today…or hell, maybe even yesterday, we’d arrived at the twins’ capital estate to regroup and rest before going to see Titania. I’d scared the hell out of Anna, which she deserved, and then Nour had shown me to the massive en suite to this room before giving me a hard kiss and leaving me to relax.

Except that hadn’t lasted long, because I had closed my eyes for one moment before Fox was standing in the shower with me, his hard, muscular body cornering me underneath the water.

A shiver rolled over me as I thought about the way he’d teased my body, even nicking my neck and licking up my blood, but never giving into what I’d been practically begging him for. Instead, he’d made me come with his fingers and then his mouth until I was a trembling mess. My prince charming had carried me to the bed, slipped clothes on me, and cuddled next to me until we had both passed out.

Damnit. The man was a saint and clearly knew what I needed more than I did.

Stepping out of bed, I walked towards the bathroom and relieved myself before brushing my teeth and washing my face. My hair, which I had not brushed after the shower, was in a state of chaos. I winced, not really wanting to deal with it, if we were being honest. I narrowed my eyes at the multicolored strands, tugged it up in a messy bun, and flipped my hair off in the mirror.

Because that’s what normal people do. Obviously.

Looking over my outfit—an oversized shirt that nearly came to my knees—I shrugged, not bothering to change. I did grab a robe and slip on some slippers placed at the end of the bed. I let out a small yawn and shuffled out of the room. Some women might have been

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