Page 58 of Luna's Forgotten Vow

Something pulses in my chest, fine-tuning every emotion, every feeling—even those that do not belong to me. A lust so great it ruins. A broken hunger. Rage. Fear of losing him—me. The last runs so deep, it fuels each thrust with desperation.

My body snaps tight as I try to understand just how Soren's feelings are melding with mine. And why.

Why my body opens up even more for him, taking every unforgiving thrust like it is what I was made for.

His hands grip my hips so hard, I know I'll bruise, his spine hitting against the chair as he arches into me like he wishes to break me apart and put me together again around him.

I cannot stop myself from shattering, and in that split second, our eyes meet.

And I know it instantly.

Fear flashes in his eyes but we both cannot seem to stop. My pussy quivers around him as I ride out my orgasm, moaning, even as tears roll down my cheeks. Liar. All he's ever done is lie to me.

His cock tightens and I feel the warm spray of cum inside, his arms tightening around me as he jerks, whispering my name with words I never want to hear again. "I'm sorry."

This time, there is remorse. Because he knows I might have been mad at him before, but now, I'll never forgive him.

I get off him, hating the feel of his cum rolling out of me. If I looked closely, there's a bit of blood there, because Soren fucked me raw and bloody, like he's probably been dying to since he realized what we were.

My steps are hard against the marble as I try to find my chemise.

"Seraphina."

I ignore him and settle for his shirt, even if the last thing I want to do is touch anything that belongs to him. I can't very well walk to my bedroom naked with the guards and guests milling around.

He catches me by my wrist before I can reach for it. His eyes are wide, face panicked. "Let me explain. I'll tell you everything."

"Since when have you known we were mates?" I ask, voice trembling.

"At the hospital, when you woke up?—"

"And you still planned to use me as leverage," I whisper. Everything is shattering too fast and I can't stop it. I can't stop my heart from breaking again.

"You don't understand?—"

"I remember everything." His eyes widen. I step closer, uncaring of my nakedness. "You want to know the first thing I remembered? Lying out there, bleeding out and dying, begging you to save me and my child. Eric asked you what you were doing and you told him you were finding leverage. You realizedwhat I was and you were still going to use me, anyway. You truly are the worst."

His jaw tightens and he doesn't even try to deny it. When I turn and snatch his shirt off the floor, he doesn't stop me. He doesn't either when I don it and walk out the dining hall.

CHAPTER 19

SOREN

She won't let me in.

Here's to thinking I knew what true misery was.

A bottle dangles from my hand, hitting the ground again and again in a soft clang. It is four in the morning and I feel like shit. I couldn't bring myself to sleep even if I wanted to.

She isn't asleep either, her soft sniffles reaching from the other side of the door.

Seraphina doesn't tear up easily. I didn't even think she cared enough to shed a single tear on my behalf. And now that she is, I absolutely hate that I'd even pondered on it for a second.

"Seraphina, please," I say, but my words are slurred and I might have misplaced the syllables.

As usual, I am met with silence and I sigh, hitting the back of my head against the door. It's been a hard few weeks. I felt like I was losing my sanity.

Tova hates me. Right before Ronan took her along, she expressed just how much by raging and breaking every piece offurniture she could lift in my study. Said I was a selfish bastard who only cared about himself. Said if I truly loved her, I would have let Seraphina bleed out that night and die. And if I couldn't turn a blind eye, then I shouldn't have brought her back with me. If I wanted her so bad, I should've fucked her, given her a few wads of cash for the 'addict' she was sure Seraphina was and left her in front of some brothel.

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