Chapter 10. Prophetic Dreams May Come

“I’m scared, Djet.” Djet wrapped his arm around Aset and pulled her to his chest.

“Isis wouldn’t have come if there wasn’t a way out of this mess. The goddess may be many things, but being cryptic isn’t one of them.”

“We can’t tempt fate. She told us there was a possibility we might fail! I can’t lose you, Djet. You are my forever love. I couldn’t live in a place where you no longer exist.”

Djet cupped her cheek before resting his forehead on hers. He took in a deep breath before continuing.

“Sweetness, you are my forever love as well. I promise nothing will happen to me. I’m confident we can defeat Demetrese because I, too, can’t breathe without you.”

He gave her a peck on the lips before pulling away. His dark eyes studied her. It was almost as if he was committing each freckle, each laugh line, and dimples to memory. Burning it into his brain. He told her they’d be successful with baritone in his pitch. The simple alpha act was to exude power and rea