Page 122 of Kingly Bitten
MyErosita.
I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t think. I couldn’t do anything beyond gape at the situation as it all unfolded in slow motion.
Only a second had passed.
Maybe two.
Her body wasn’t even completely still yet from where he’d so callously pushed her to the seat.
Her hair still fluttered.
But her mind no longer existed.
Her beautiful, exquisite presence.
Dead.
I blinked. The scene didn’t change.
Another beat passed. Maybe half a second.
My brain refused to process the vision before me. I felt empty. Alone. Like someone had taken half of my soul and burned it right before my eyes.
There and gone.
She had been in my life for only a brief moment in time. And in that blissful moment, she’d become mine.
Breaking the bond had never been an option. Practical or not, I saw that now. We were supposed to have an eternity of knowing each other. She was my equal in a way I could never have imagined.
And this asshole had just taken her from me.
With a fucking laugh!
One twist of the neck.
Followed by a statement that reverberated through my mind.Problem solved.
No, it wasn’t fucking solved.
Not only had he just disrespected me in the worst possible way, but he’d also takenher. My Calina. My mate. My goddamn other half.
I was no longer capable of rational thought. He’d destroyed it bysnapping her fucking neck.
There was no choice. No decision. No reasoning with my mind.
Why can’t I feel her?I… I should be able to still sense her, right? She was immortal through me. Because of me.
No. Not only because of me.
Nothing about Calina was typical.
What if our bond…?I swallowed, my analytical side threatening my sanity with a practical query I didn’t want to hear. Yet it completed itself anyway.What if our bond somehow reverted her immortality? What if everything now worked in reverse?
It was an asinine possibility.
But I couldn’t sense her.
She was gone.
