“Be my mate,” Keegan said simply.
***
After I was released from the healer’s ward, I took a carriage home. I looked at my crystal communicator and let out a bitter smile. No calls. No messages. Nothing from Razen. I had been gone for two days, and he didn’t even notice.
I stared out the window, lost in thought. Keegan’s offer was madness. I refused it right away.
I wanted revenge, but I would not trap myself in another empty bond. I was done with that. He even gave me his number in case I changed my mind, but I had no plan to use it.
When I arrived, I saw Navielle’s carriage outside the estate. That explained everything. Razen had forgotten I even existed.
I stepped inside the house. Then I heard it. Strange sounds.
I froze for a second, then slowly followed the sound toward the master bedroom. The same room where Razen and I once shared everything.
The door was slightly open. I could see inside.
My breath stopped.
Razen had Navielle pressed against the bed. His hands moved over her, his lips locked with hers. Their clothes were scattered across the floor.