Book Three: Chapter 6

“I watch you all the time, from above. And sometimes it makes me think of that time we, you know...” Abella said shyly as she forced a smile. “And I was hoping we could maybe do that again.”

“Go to the greenhouse?” He asked.

“No.” Abella shook her head. “I want to have those... feelings again.” The first time Mike had met Abella, she had rescued him from the Mandragora plant, which had hungrily dragged him into the greenhouse. The interior of the greenhouse was like a separate world, and the two of them had become stranded on a cliff side with an approaching storm. Her life force drained by the Mandragora, she had suggested a sexual coupling to transfer enough energy to her body to fly away to safety.

“I see.” Mike reached out a hand to push a strand of jet black hair across her forehead. It felt stiff like hay, but yielded. “It seems like that was forever ago.” Even though it had only been last week, he had been nearly killed on three separate occasions. Each time