I shake my head, my hands trembling against the sheets.
“But then…” His eyes flicker with something almost human. “I started to fall for you. And eventually, I wanted you to rule by my side.”
“No,” I whisper. “I have a true mate. I’m already mated.”
“That doesn’t matter. Not anymore.”
Ice rushes through my veins. The bond.
I reach inward, searching desperately for the thread that always connects me to Keith—the warmth, the steady pulse of his presence. Nothing. Just empty silence.
“What did you do to him?” My voice rises, sharp, breaking.
I start to imagine all manner of nasty spells they could have used on Keith without him knowing.
Camille raises his hands slightly, palms open. “Nothing. He’s alive. You have my word.”
Part of me wants to believe him. Another part, the stronger p
