My Surprise Mate

Blaze began carrying me back to my house.

His soft voice tried to soothe the heartbreak I was feeling.

I could hear my mother’s gentle sobs as we neared the porch and the hushed whispering of the others.

The room went silent as Blaze walked through the door with me in his arms.

“ Princess, I’m so sorry.” Dad stood from mom’s side and headed toward us.

I wiggled in Blaze’s arms, and he gently set me down.

“Sorry for what? It wasn’t you that killed him.” I turned and walked to my room, shutting the door behind me.

I crawled onto the bed and pulled the blanket up to my chin as I curled up.

My mind was racing, and I couldn’t get it to slow down.

Thoughts of what happened when Devin took us flashed through my mind before the scene of me killing Scarlette played on repeat.

I killed her, though she deserved it, I killed her.

I didn’t think twice about the effect it would have on Grandpa Pollo.

If I had thought about it...even for just a second...I could have done something different.

I could have saved his life.

But I let my anger cloud my judgment that day, and now...my best friend is gone.

He was such a fantastic person.

He was kind, gentle, loving, caring, and easy to talk to.

talk to him about anything, and I did talk to him about everything.I spoke to him about Blaze and how I thought he secretly hated me.I always knew Grandpa Pollo could be ruthless, strict, or mean if he had to be.I

train with me and sometimes even let me win against him.I heard

“Hey,” I heard Zane whisper as he made

more person says that, I

know what, she deserved it! I thought she deserved it until I came home to find out Grandpa Pollo was dying because I killed his mate.I thought she deserved it until Grandpa Pollo died....” I stood from

was feeling was starting

like

besides her! Zane walked up to me as he wrapped his arms around me, “I know it’s hard for you right now, but we will get through this together, sis.” I wanted to believe

was wrong...I

way to

heard my dad shout from

go see what’s happening,” Zane told me as he

feel the anger rolling

around the room and saw grandpa Zayd standing between my dad and

heart dropped, “he’s escaped, hasn’t he?” I questioned, my voice dead of

to look at me, “I’m so sorry, my

of

you,

Anger began to build as

dad trusted him, to bring Devin here, and

Devin is now free...again.

was now a

began

Blaze standing directly in front of me and was my heart pounding

about was how all

mother lost her

always lived looking over their shoulder

I thought about him, the

torture