Chapter 17: He Who Holds a Memento
Laelaps reeled back from the electrifying shock that coursed through her veins. Nevertheless, she stood her ground, and as did Orion. Orion furrowed his brows and stared at his fingertips. He gazed upon Leila with a stern look on his face.
“I received my reflection’s memories.” He said. Laelaps nodded with a bead of sweat dripping from her brow.
“I did too.” She paused and looked at her husband. “The man beside her felt like you.”
“The woman beside him felt like you too.” He replied. They both eyed each other in silence as if having a silent conversation between them. “Do you think they are our next lives?”
“We’ll have to consult with Aunt Quinn.” She pressed her lips together. Orion felt his lips curve at the edges, unable to contain his smile. Perhaps this knowledge was a blessing from the Goddess herself, he had thought.