room and the first splash of colour

oaked, my throat

to my mate’s gave me an awkward smile. The woman beside him mirrored his

that was empty save for the doctor

as he can,” the doctor assured me. “We contacted him

was I out?

oning. May I ask what you have eaten in the past twenty-four hours? Can you rem

ld I tell a doctor the shenanigans I engaged in yesterday? How would he look at me if he knew I drank the blood of an animal I ki

this and that,” I mut

r insisted so with a small voice and gritted teeth, I con

s face but the nurse was not as skilled as he was in maintaining a blank face. Her

hours. Since I did not know what went into the concoctions I had taken, ther

knew he would not come but the other part of me – the bigger part of me that was in love with him, the part

exted and no one came to see me. I never felt more alone in my life than I did then. I was not an orphan

post made me wince. If murderous had a poster image, it would be of the prince, a man often described as a shadow of evil. Sometimes, I doubted he was real. How could one man continually conquer so many pac

a curse supposed to have been broken resurfaced in the prince – maybe the roya

ed my s

. “Everyone says everything is fine, stil

y car. The last forty-eight hours passed with relative peace. No one called to check on me but no one called to insult me either. I di

he real world filled me with anxiety. I didn’t know what to say to Jackson anymore. Should I confront him about a

hispered to me and I p

was outside of Jackson’s Luna. If I broke our flimsy mate bond, I

tire body felt too heavy to exit the car. A place which used to fill me with

loser I got to the door, the faster my heart beat. I put in my keys to open the fr

breaking in, I entered my home with s

n as I opened the door to the house. It took all of my willpower to drag myself up the stairs to ou

the room I shared with my mate – was slightly ajar and the sound and scent assailing my s

blood boiled. My hands were clenched at my side. My teeth gnashed hard aga

getting lost in the loud m

f her lips rose in a smirk before she scrunched up her fa

ned, wrapping her legs around my mate’s waist. My mate groaned, movi

ed, feeling a rush of blood in my head. Tear

rambling for the covers as if she had just noticed my pre

iling our marriage bed. He covered Irene like she was the most prec

they unglued themselves from the ground. I ran from the r

cheatin

ecked out of our relationship. I was the fool who kept striving to m

ouring down my face and soaking my hospital gown. She knew about this. She knew her brother w

else

g crap underneath his shoes but I refused to see the signs. I focused all my attention on building a family with

myself back and forth in my seat. “S

My mate came down the stairs w

he words spil

y want to kno

been screwing my sister!” I screamed and

mumbled, tears in her eyes as she cradled her stomach.

whispered, my