Page 109 of Claim Me
Ihatehurting her. But Fallon has to be the one to reject our bond. It’s the only way I can be certain of whether this is fate or a spell.
“Prove it,” I dare her. “Prove to me that it isn’t real. Reject me.”
Some of the water in her gaze sizzles as a hint of fire enters her eyes. “Why? So you have more proof for your formal sentencing?”
“Who said anything about a formal sentencing?” I ask, arching a brow.
Her lips part, but no sound comes out for a long moment, like my words somehow shocked her. I can’t see why or how. I haven’t said anything at all aboutsentencingher for her actions.
“I see,” she finally murmurs, clearing her throat. “Okay.”
“You see what, exactly?” I wonder aloud, unclear of how we’ve arrived at this vague point in the conversation.
Rather than answer me, she shakes her head. “I’ll do what you want, Your Majesty.”
“Fallon—”
“Kaspian Antonik, I reject you.”
I gape at her, stunned that she was able to speak the words so clearly and without flinching. So unerringly. Sothoroughly.
They sail right through me.
Surround me.
Echo in my ears.
Pummel my chest.
“I…” I trail off, unable to voice whatever I intended to say. Because I don’t have enough air in my lungs.
It’s like she’s sucked the literal life out of me, dismantling my soul, demolishing my reason for being,slaying my damn heart.
Her name is a benediction on my tongue, one I can’t seem to voice. Everything hurts. Burns.Rips through my veins.
Fuck.
My knees feel weak and I’m not even standing.
My vision is blurring.
My world…is ending.
It’s real.
All of it… is real.
And she just rejected me without so much as blinking.
Because it’s what I deserve. I’ve mistreated her at every turn, trying to force her to open up to me even when she made it clear she wasn’t ready. Used my power over her to intimidate her. Forced my way in here to demand an explanation from her while she was in the middle of playing with her true mates.
The mates she didn’t reject.
The mates she actually wants.
“Kaspian?” Her voice sends shivers through my body as the fractured pieces of my soul beg her to take it back. To not reject me. Towantme.
I need to say those words to her. Reject her. Make this even.
