Eva
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“Wait, please,” my mate shouted as he was dragged across the room.
I’d looked away, unable to meet the eyes of the man who was supposed to be my everything, but instead, he’d cast a spell that could cause my death. I couldn’t help the tears; why had I waited so long for him? Why had I hoped he would be good for me? I should have known that I wouldn’t be that lucky.
“Not all mates are like that,” Niamh said in my mind, her sadness mingling with mine. “You were right to hope and wait regardless of what our mate is like.”
I sighed. She was correct; I’d waited because that was who I was.
“Please, I need to help them. Let me help them. I need to fix my mistakes,” he carried on.
“Wait,” said the one called Lyle. According to Gia's memory, he was a Marra or Incubus, a demon.
