failed wedding and his 27th b

alace court duties. Still, that had not stopped him

in his chest was similar to a stab with a sword. He fe

he first ship back to France, where she would now live amongst the French humans for the r

as a result of the thoughts of his wedding, but the overwhelming p

ain! But this time, he would breathe it in, he would not sc

used to carve a mark on his lower abdomen. Frustrated, he screamed

hing about. His grandfather had passed the ta

o be in so much pain. His disgust for the female white witch could not be ignored either. What type of sentime

execution. If they had so much power to change and influence lives and de

his mother - who stayed in the room closest to his during his pre and post bir

ge mahogany doors of h

tly on his bed, still scream

er chest. She ordered for the guards

his hands at both sides, pinning his arms to t

as an invisible sword continued to slash his stomach. With every str

ake it stop! It hurts so

s, it tore her more to know that there was little or nothing she could do about it. Despite bei

calm. Just breathe my son,

, she would lose her son. Ace was all that she had after his father died, she could not

ould rather die than liv

himself, he hated the world. Why did he have to be born under such cruel circumstances? How was

he hurt, the pain. What had he e

ne to deserve all the pa

p against his flesh and his breathing slowly steadied itself. Ace stru

eath. The injury was still fresh in his skin. Hera did nothin

cated his age; 27. It was a countdown, a count

curse before his 30th bir

h, he wondered exactly what it was that she was looking at. Her eyes had th

" He stopp

t does it say?" Ace scream

tepped back

y from his abdomen. She raised her eyes and

tears she held back threa

have time

e words, Hera knew

his heart. They had said love and the mate bo

Winder's for a ball, and she was certain he would find a woman after his he

own her left eye a

a ball t