Chapter 115

Nyxa pov

Zander. Kellan. Soren.

I remembered that day clearly, the day the Goddess created them. I had watched from afar, perched on clouds, tail lazily flicking in boredom, eyes half-lidded, ready to drift off again… but I didn’t.

Why?

Because that day had been different. The Goddess had been different.

She took her time shaping those three men, molded them into perfection, gifted them