Chapter 469 – Panic Mode?
The silence was divine.
Soft morning breath against his collarbone. The weight of her limbs wrapped around him like silk ropes dipped in salt and mana. Her scent—oceanic, rich, faintly spiced—still clung to his skin. His body was warm, satisfied, perfectly still.
It should have been the ideal moment to drift back into sleep.
Just five more minutes.
Just five more—
And then his brain, being the demon it was, decided to remember.
The housewarming party.
The goddess edition.
His eyes shot open.
"Oh no."
He blinked once. Twice. Then sat up in a jolt so fast he nearly dislocated a kraken.
"Shit!"
Rava murmured something incoherent in her sleep and swatted blindly at his chest with a tentacle before rolling over and cocooning herself in the blanket.
Lux, on the other hand, was already halfway to panic.
The house. The party. The guest list. The divine guest list.
