Page 55 of The Demon King's Destiny

“Nephew, allow me to present your gift.”

Marrok’s head swiveled to Brennen. “Sire?”

“She’s yours now.”

“I’m not following.”

“The Seer. Melena. She’s your gift.”

Marrok’s eyes darted to Melena and Evelyn had no choice but to follow. The female didn’t show any sign of distress at being referred to as his gift. Marrok wondered if Melena had known she was being given away, like chattel.

“You are giving me a Seer? For what purpose?”

Brennen’s pupils dilated, covering his irises completely. His sarcastic grin sent tingles of warning up and down Marrok’s body.

“You may use her for whatever purpose you choose, of course. Though, I know what I would do with her.”

The King lasciviously licked his lips and Evelyn felt like gagging.

Despite Brennen’s heinous insinuation, the tension fled Marrok’s muscles. Evelyn could feel the relief replace his anxiety. His thoughts became chaotic, too fast for her to follow. Focusing, she was able to latch onto several.

Evelyn sensed his thankfulness that Brennen had no intention to use the female for his own purposes. Marrok also experienced confusion over why his uncle would want him to take on a Seer.

His instant attraction to Melena excited him despite the dismay of knowing Melena wasn’t his saatus. Until this moment, no other female had stirred Marrok’s blood as Melena had.

It was the last notion that sat heaviest on Evelyn’s chest, making her feel the need to claw her way out. She had no physical presence during these dreams. She was like a ghost inhabiting his body. She wanted out.

Panicking, she struggled against the forces holding her there. She didn’t want to see what happened next. She wanted out of this dream, away from Marrok’s life in Brennen’s court. Straining and pulling, she silently screamed in anguish.

She jolted awake, panting and trying to catch her breath. Tears streaked her face and she wiped them away, refusing to give in to her hurt.

Marrok was centuries old. She’d known he’d been with others. She might not have witnessed it, but her sixth sense told her Melena had become his lover at some point.

Rolling to her side, she couldn’t help but feel sorry for Melena, to be treated as an object by someone so cruel. The she-demon was as much a victim as anyone who suffered under Brennen’s rule.

Whatever happened after she’d been gifted, Melena didn’t appear to still be in a relationship with Marrok. Evelyn was confident he wouldn’t pursue the bond with her if he was still committed to another.

Then again, she wasn’t in Sundari so she had no real way of knowing. Melena could currently be living under his roof, working as his Seer. It was possible Marrok hadn’t acted on his attraction and merely kept Melena in his employment.

Tied up in knots, Evelyn tossed and turned the rest of the night while Marrok’s memories kept coming.

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