ROYCE.

I don’t know what to think or make out of it.

There’s no sign that she’s in distress… aside from the severe pain I had felt earlier for a few moments. Other than that, she’s herself… she’s calm… she’s…

No.

I don’t believe that. I don’t know how, but there’s something really damn wrong.

The moment she rejected me, the pain that I felt in my heart was far more excruciating than the pain from the bond breaking.

She can’t leave me. I don’t believe she

would. Willingly.

I won’t believe it.

He’s fucking done something to make her say that. 4

Maybe it’s blackmail, maybe it’s something

else, but if he’s fucking dead, he won’t be able to do anything… or so I thought until she jumped in front of him…

My head is now spinning as I stand there helplessly as he shields them with fire as she

marks him.

She fucking marked him.

I touch my neck, wishing this is nothing more than a trick of my mind.

This cannot be real.

“Sky…”

I call her again, but she doesn’t even bat an

eyelid.

No…. she…

The bond it’s….

She’s broken it… It’s hanging by a thread,

but I refuse to accept her rejection.

Aleric hisses and he pulls away, making me look at him sharply.

He’s clutching his neck, which is bleeding profusely. 5

“I hope she ripped through his neck,”

Charlotte whispers as she holds onto my

arm.

“Are you alright?” Skyla asks him, concern

clear in her voice.

He gives a curt nod as he fixes his collar,

hiding the mark, but there’s something

wrong.

“Babe, are you alright?”

Those words grate on my fucking nerves, and my eyes flash as I look at her.

“I’m fine.” He says, his eyes blazing, but he

isn’t.

What do I do?

“Let’s return to the hall.” He says, turning and taking Skyla’s wrist. “Come, Royce, I’m sure everyone will love to know you’re

alive.”

He doesn’t even glance back at me as he

leads the way to the hall.

“Sure, let’s tell the world how you tried to

kill me.” I counter icily.

Aleric simply looks over his shoulder and smiles confidently.

He’s going to pull something, I just know it

I don’t move, unable to process everything

that’s before me.

She marked him…

my neck, trying to clear

on, she needs…. You.

She trails off as I look

head on

she’s forced, why would

“Royce?” Charlotte whispers.

I can’t reply.

me along, a look of hurt and sadness in her

her when my own

a storm of

reach the hall soon enough, and my

and they will realise that something is

take a deep breath, trying to tame my emotions, wanting to try

reach out for

she

“Love-”

touch me!” She

away. “Stay the fuck away!” she snarls with such hatred in her eyes that

for a second, not expecting

first explain

mate! I

to tell you!” She

as the doors are pulled open by a pissed

going on?”

back.”

us, and I wonder if

Delsanra were the

accompany Skyla to

hope they are

voice is

and Aleric

a wreck, and I know it’s

it is, is

stopped working too…

growl of rage as his aura fills the

THE FUCK

Aleric, his eyes blazing red.

as Alejandro’s gaze flits

working but we can all see clearly enough without.

on much. My gaze returns to Skyla, the

mind are drowning me.

Fuck…

twist my fingers into my hair, trying to clear my head as I watch Aleric wrap

urge to break that fucking

intense.

should know what

nonchalant tone.

mates,” he

watch in slow motion

Confusion, shock, and

clear on it. 1

“Sky… you don’t need-”

I should wait for my fated mate,”

to see Azura walking

women

clothes torn and hair a

have their arms around

they’re unharmed,

at Aleric, seeing a glimmer of surprise in his eyes at

me, or is

Sky and it’s almost like

linking… but I guess she

him now.

as if someone

gut.

as she pulls away

Leo.

at her before a smirk

” Yeah sucks. Now get away from the

Alejandro says, reaching

when Skyla pulls

“Don’t!”

ask what you have against me, King Alejandro? Aleric’s speaking clearly, enough for the commotion that has already begun

He planned this.

like

the shit you pulled on

shocked as he

scent and left before whatever happened…

one’s hurt and I am sorry I wasn’t

a witch, nor do I have such powers to do whatever

going to play

“His brother is alive…”

“Isn’t that Royce Arden?”

“His aura…”

the question is, why did my brother fake his death? I’m the

growls, from where she stands a few

takes me a moment

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