Chapter83. The Human2

He shrugged like it was inevitable. But I hated that. I didn’t want him to think that was the most likely option, I wanted to be where he placed his bets. He smiled, probably in my head again. “You are where I hope this ends, beautiful, but it’s my duty to think of the worst possible outcome,” he said, the hurt in his heart piercing mine as I realized what he was thinking. His worst fear. My death. I shuffled closer, placing my hand against his face, my palm along his cheek. “I’m not going to let that happen. I have my shadows and you three. I won’t fail,” I promised, and he nodded, his eyes meeting mine with a slither of hope that I locked on to before pressing my lips against his. I kissed him slowly, softly, with all the tenderness he constantly showed me. He kissed me back, his arms going around me as he pulled me onto his lap. I sat astride him, kissing him before I had to pull back to breathe. He chuckled and held my chin between us. “You’re still too sick,” he said, and I shook