I struggle to sit up, but she places a hand on my shoulder and easily forces me back. I’m as strong as a baby bird. “Ah ah,” she scolds. “You’re staying here until you have some rest. I remember how you land dwellers require sleep. So inconvenient. Don’t worry—when you become mine, we’ll do away with such trifling needs. Being a demigod has its issues, but there are many perks, too.”
WHEN HE BECOMES YOURS???
