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The woman bows, and then her entire being shrinks until she stands no higher than my kneecap. She disappears through the tiny door in the corner and it’s not until I go to put my hands on my hips that I realize what happened.??
Gone are the white satin pajamas every suburban mother in the human world likely owns, and in its place … a faded Daragan State Hockey T-shirt.??
A choked sob escapes me, and I fall to my knees where I stand, clenching the T-shirt with my fists. Tears fall from my eyes, and I don’t bother trying to fight them.??
I drop back on the ugly carpet and close my eyes, clutching the old cotton and wishing it was my best friend’s hand, not his old practice shirt that probably isn’t even real.?
As I stare down at it a little longer, something in my chest stirs, a fogginess falls over my vision and energy zips through my fingers.
My vision clears, and suddenly it’s not Ben’s old T-shirt I’m wearing, but a large jersey instead, only this one isn’t Daragan State. It’s Rathe U and printed across the back as I peek over my shoulder is the last name Deveraux.
This is Knight’s jersey.
Guilt like never before falls over me, weighing me down until I can’t breathe. Until I’m certain, I’ll suffocate from it.
Why is my subconscious always consumed with thoughts of him? I tear the jersey off, but can’t bring myself to toss it, so I stuff it beneath the pillow and tug on the satin robe my maiden set at the foot of the bed.
I fucked him. I let him touch me with the same hands that murdered the most important person in my life. I’m a fucking disgrace. A complete mess.
Or a disaster really.
And I’m breaking.
“I miss you, Ben.”?
So.?
Fucking.??
Much.
Thirteen
Knight??
Her heart stopped beating.I killed her with my hands, and she was reborn as she was intended.??
As mine.
Her skin a flawless shade of pale, her cheeks?a natural pink. Her snowy hair somehow whiter, as if frostbitten by the deepest depths of winter, it shines beneath the dusts of nebula above, tempting me to take it with my fist. To wrap it tight and lift her where she lies. To crawl over her, and pry her pouty, pillowed lips apart and slip my cock between them.??
I could.??
It’d ruined her.
A fucking traitor to the Royal Court, that’s what I thought her to be, but I was wrong.
So fucking wrong.
This girl, she holds a part of me deep inside her. If I knew where she kept it hidden, I might just tear her open and take it back, but I’m no fool. I know that’s not how this works just as I know what happens next.??
It’s already happening. I feel it, deep in the center of my chest where they say the bond is created. It's no longer a hollow ache searching for something it cannot find. It’s found her.??
It wants her.??
Iwant her.??
I grit my teeth, denying the thoughts I can’t control.??
