Chapter 35 Explosion

Logan POV

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"Noooo!" My legs weakened. My mind was shattered, and my heart was aching. "Jaque!" I muttered in the air. My knees fell on the burned ground, ignoring the pain the scrapes had produced. My eyes were seething, watching my burned villa turn into dust.

Who dared to do that crime to a king?

Exploding my house was not the only mistake they had made that deserved brutal punishment. It was not the only crime they had done that was punishable by slow torture. It was not the only grave offense that they made that even their fifth generation would be accountable for death.

It was the fact that they had killed their queen, my mate, my reason to live sedately. They had murdered Jaque. They had burned her alive.

"Jaque!" I let out a menacing growl. Thorin was crushing into pieces as he grieved the loss of our mate. Yesterday, we just talked. She poured out all of her emotions to me. I was ready to rectify everything. I already had a plan. I didn't want to let her go.