EIRA’S POV

I looked at the mirror, observing my features. I put on the gold mask, covering my mouth. The only visible was my cat-like eyes. Fierce. Cool. Strong. Stunning. Those were the words that could define me as a warrior.

Suddenly, hands were wrapped around my belly. "Don't let them seize you." Rayk whispered to my ears.

"They shouldn't see me or else… their lives would be shortened." I removed his hands on me, and walked to the side where my axe was leaning. I hung it to my shoulder.

I gave him a small grin when I tiptoed and offered him a long passionate kiss. "Prevent them from...