The Prince's Dying Mistress
Most nights I lay under the moon, bathing in it's light. Trying to get rid of this regret and self pity. Trying to forget what I have done. Trying to fight my crazed beast who had witnessed his mate's death.
Just trying. . .
Now I, 'The Prince Of Lycans' ask the moon to end my misery, asking for her forgiveness.
I never believed that I loved her not even when she had tried to convince me to accept the mate bond, when I used her body like she's nothing more than my Mistress, never believed in her not until the moment when she had a blade on her neck looking at me like a broken doll.
Her soul was singing the song of pain.
Broken beyond repair!
I killed her. . . Killed my own soulmate.
Some nights I feel her pain a little more. Now I live in the sadness that always surrounded her.
My regret won't bring her back nor will my tears...
"Jessica he was a pussy! Dickwad! Bastard and every fucking useless thing in this world. It will be a cold day in hell if I let you cry over him!" Rebecca groaned when Jessica ignored her.
"For the love of God woman when are you going to come out of your sorrow land?" Rebecca shouted at her best friend. She was tired of her heartb……