Page 78 of Eboenia

“I have a new heart?” I repeated.

“Yeah, I took it from Sin,” he said.

Tears fell from my eyes remembering Sin was trapped inside of War’s dungeon. “You killed, Sin?” I whispered.

“Yeah, and I don’t regret it. In the long run, he served his purpose. Our missions aren’t always about killing the enemy, sometimes we have to fulfill other duties. I sprinkled his ashes in the garden so he could be free too,” he said.

I placed my hand over my heart, feeling it’s heartbeat. “I understand,” I told War.

War got up from the chair and wrapped his hand around my neck, bringing my face closer to his. “You’re a brave, Lor Pussy Fairy. Before you learned how to use your wand, you always had that fire in your heart. We’re going to run this shit together,” he said.

I kissed his lips. “I’m with you all the way.”

He applied slight pressure around my neck, kissing me back. It was a deep passionate kiss, almost snatched me off the bed. “You knew better than to take my pussy to another realm,” War threatened.

“Is that all you’re worried about?” I asked.

“If it was, I would’ve let go. Don’t ask me that stupid bullshit again,” he said.

My stomach growled and War heard it. “We’re about to have a feast at Grim’s tower,” he said.

“Wait, I can go to other towers here?”

“Yeah, with me. You can’t just go to another man’s tower,” he said.

I took another sip of the tea. “Help me up,” I said, handing War the teacup. He sat the cup down and then scooped me out ofbed. My body was stiff and I could still feel the aftermath of the fight in the city. War walked me into his jungle style bathroom, standing me on a bed of stones underneath the ceiling shower head. The water came on and ran down my naked body. I let out a deep sigh, relishing in the fresh water beating against my skin.

War took off his lounging pants and stood behind me. He massaged shampoo into my scalp. I rested against his chest, savoring the moment. “Is Cashaun still inside you?” I asked.

“Yeah, I’m here,” War said.

“I can feel it. I saw you before I took my last breath.”

“As long as I got you in my possession, I can hold on to myself. You’re presence, essence, and aura is keeping me here. Besides, I don’t want to share you with other versions of myself,” he said.

“You’re jealous,” I chuckled.

“All killers have a jealous heart,” he replied.

“Good, I want to make you envious so I know where your heart is at.”

“Don’t forget I got crazy folks in my head that’ll do you dirty. Stop playing with me, Eboenia,” he said, and I giggled.

After War washed my hair, he used a honeycomb looking sponge to wash my body. The scent was earthy, and the soap had my skin tingling.

“I don’t know how to face Blair and Jinx for killing Lune. Does that make me a coward? What should I do or say?” I asked War.

“You gotta learn how to separate who you become when you’re on a mission and the friend they know you as. That is nottheir business, it’ll weaken your skills if you constantly have to worry about other’s feelings. They should never know what you do outside of their friendship,” he replied.

War used a separate cloth made from a broad, waxy leaf, slipping his hand gently between my legs to wash my center. His other arm wrapped securely around my chest, his lips pressing soft, lingering kisses to my neck—his touch was always his love language, wordless but deep. He exhaled, the sound heavy with something unspoken, and squeezed me tighter. His tall frame and heavy body nearly knocked me off balance as he cocooned me in his arms. I patted his hand.

“I’m not going anywhere, War,” I reassured him.

He spoke quietly against my skin. “You died trying to protect me. If Sin hadn’t been in the dungeon, you wouldn’t be here. I’m soul-bound to you too, and I didn’t realize it until you died on me.”

His words made my heart ache and flutter at the same time. “Well, at least I know this isn’t just a one-way street. I can torture your emotions now,” I teased, trying to lighten the mood.

War playfully mushed my face. “Don’t get fucked up,” he warned.

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