THIS IS OUR REVENGE

EROS' POV

The first time I set my eyes on Elodie was on her eighteenth birthday. The entire kingdom had gathered to celebrate the night of the Blood Moon, a festival held once every year. On that day, many would become full adults, find and mark their destined mate. As the king, it was my duty to host the festival.

While everyone was busy looking for their life mate and anticipating the ethereal feeling of finding a mate, I was bored to hell. I have attended this festival thousands of times, and nothing about it was interesting or euphoric for me. While the main festival was yet to start, I left to spend my time in solitude.

As I made my way toward the garden, a faint smell brushed through my nose and snapped me out of my thoughts. It was a sweet, gentle, and captivating scent—an enchanting fragrance of sweet olive that caught me off guard. It sent a certain sensation down me that made me pause in my tracks. Like a rope was fastened around my neck, the scent pulled me closer. The cl