109

Alpha King Orizon.

Each sip of the whiskey burns down my throat, it does not even provide a temporary relief from the aching in my heart. The room is silent except for the clinking of the glass as I pour myself another drink. As I lift the glass to my lips, I close my eyes, trying to drown and numb my senses. Why did I catch her scent again? Was it her or am I mad? First, it was at the stables. She haunts my dreams. She haunts my reality. I will be marrying Mehera in two days but tonight, I must let go of everything that pulls the string between Yeri and I. The mate bond. I have to reject her tonight.

I have to cut it off. If I do not, she will continue to hold me back. Her scent will continue to find me even if I were to walk into the valley of the shadows of death.

“Agnes!” I yell.

Quickly, she comes into the room and stares at me.

“Where is she?” I ask, without mentioning her name.

“Y—eri?” Agnes stammers.

I do not answer. I simply look at her.

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