David
I stared at her unblinking.
There was no pain.
Maybe I was in shock.
When she had arrived in the kitchen wrapped from shoulders to ankle in my robe, hugging it about her like she could quite easily lose herself in it, with her hand caressing the mark I had given her I had let myself hope.
She had looked happy. There was no anger in her face at all.
And then she had plunged the knife into my chest.
I could here Rhydian screaming but I couldn’t turn to him. I could do nothing but stare at her. My mate.
My beautiful little witch.
The woman who just tried to kill me
She was the first one to blink, and fear filtered into her eyes. And that hurt more than the knife protruding from my chest.
“Amelia” My voice was soft.
I watched as her jaw worked, open and closed as
