Semua Bab To Be Loved By A Dying Moon God: Bab 11 - Bab 13

ThaliaMy soul nearly jumped out of my body when a man slammed into my shoulder in the airport.I stumbled back, my heart lurching into my throat.Oh God.For one terrifying second, I expected a hand to close around my wrist.Expected him, the god, but the stranger muttered a quick apology and hurried away without a second glance.I stood frozen in the middle of the crowd, my pulse hammering against my wrist and my heart pounding just as hard. He let me leave, he couldn't possibly be after me already.Besides, he is a god. Surely he had more important things to do than chase me across airports, but that look earlier, I couldn't decipher what that was.I repeated the thought to myself as I sank into my seat on the plane.You aren't that significant. The words should have been comforting. Instead, my eyes swept across the cabin again and againI sighed and pressed my head against the seat.Well, I had just lived through something traumatic and completely unbelievable. A little paranoia

Thalia"What on earth is going on?" Dylan finally asked the question after closing the apartment door behind him.The sound of the lock sliding into place seemed louder than it should have been.I leaned against the wall and tried to steady my breathing. The walk back had drained what little energy I had left, and every strange thing that had happened since I woke up in the woods seemed determined to crash into me all at once. Dylan was standing in front of me. I was standing inside my apartment. I was supposed to be dead."Hmm... I'm back." The words sounded ridiculous even to me. What else was I supposed to say?I had spent years expecting Dylan to hand me over to the community if given the opportunity. Yet he had practically dragged me here to protect me. The more I thought about it, the less sense it made.Dylan stared at me for a moment before speaking."I thought you died." His voice softened and I nodded."Everyone did. Some people doubted it because they never found your body