Part 3
My mind conjures thoughts of every kind of self torture as I carry the small, cold body of the Angel back to my palace. The energy I got from our bond was immense, it made me greedy at how much power the little angel could give me. Rage got the best of me.
I killed her with my mark.
I look down at the serene face of the angel as my wings carry us towards the high towers of my high castle. I've always felt pride in my home, the height it touched but now I can't feel anything but pain and sorrow as I clutch the cold body of my mate to my chest.
As I enter through the window inside my chamber, I shout for my guards to bring the best healers for me as I gently place her little body on my bed. Her long lashes rest atop high cheek bones and porcelain, almost see-through skin.
I hope
