Lor (Monstrous, #7)

by Lily Mayne

For the first time in my life, I actually felt strong.

Chest hitching beneath his warm cheek, I had whispered that I loved him too. I liked that human expression for the way I felt about him—how simply it summed up the overwhelming flood of emotions that teemed in my chest. How it said everything in so few words.

Then movement at the edge of what Lor had told me was the poison plant garden had drawn my gaze, and I stared in utter shock when I saw a freaking human walking next to a tall, scary-looking dude in a hood with curling black horns.

NO FREAKING WAY ITS DANNY AND WYN

“A very old creature,” Lor answered me, still staring at the pair as the telyth slipped a ring off his finger and slid it onto the human’s. Geez, it almost looked like… they were getting married or something.

So this is taking place during wyns novel

The moment he was gone, I stood up and hurried to the bathroom—or waterchamber, as Lor called it. A grin was spreading over my face, which was probably a weird reaction to have—I’d never been excited to take a shit before.

“He made me write it down. He said…” Seis flipped open the notebook and squinted at it. “He said, ‘No, I’m not fucking interested in meeting the Moric. If I see him or any of his guards anywhere near Danny, I’ll rip their spines out. You think I give a shit about that vint just because his skin is blue?’”

“At that point I told him I would simply pass on the message that he had declined, but he kept going.” He cleared his throat. “‘The only reason we are here is because Danny wanted to see a city. Don’t try and talk to him, don’t go anywhere near him. Now fuck off, baregh, so I can get back to my human, and tell your fucking Moric to stay the fuck away from him.’”

I was seconds away from blowing for the first time in thirty years.

Lmaooooo

perhaps he could feel my happiness. Perhaps it would give him some comfort, to know that I was truly living again, not just existing in a void of nothingness. Perhaps it would give him renewed strength to find his way back to us from wherever he was, from whatever was keeping him away.

I really hope lyri is okay

I didn’t care if it wasn’t normal to be so besotted. I cherished every single moment I had with him, even the moments when we were simply existing within each other’s space, not doing anything of note. Perhaps I cherished those moments the most.

I freaking love this

“Well, we’ve brought back some humans. They’re setting up camp a short distance from the city. But we should probably get back to take them to Honra.”

It must be all the humans who are going to intertwine their lives!!