I smirked. She could never manage to stay frustrated with me for long. "Have you seen how hideous you are?" I asked slowly. "And now you want me to claim you." I laughed, dry and humourless.
"You promised, if I did everything, you'd claim me, but you—" She cut herself off again, grabbing at my leg instead, clinging. "Please love me. Please."
When I didn't answer or look down at her, she snapped, the anger flaring back up. "I'm your soul-bond! I did everything! You're supposed to love me and protect me! But you used me—" A sob tore out of her broken.
I clicked my tongue, digging my little finger idly into my ear. "Aren't you supposed to be used?" It wasn't even a question; I was making a statement. "You're nothing to me. Just a pawn I needed to reach the top, and pawns get discarded once
