Chapter 155: Cain.

Adelaide stares at me with eyes full of anger and disappointment and I can't help the way my body responds.

I go slack in her arms. I want to say something. I want to do something, but I don't think it’s worth it.

I can see her anger in the way she heaves while speaking. It’s potent in the way her eyes lock onto mine with fury. I want to feel disappointed at her reaction.

She isn’t the one who has a sear permanently on their back. She isn’t the one who will forever remember the burning smell of their own flesh.

I was branded like a slave, and at some point, that is what we both are.

Adelaide seems to have lost sight of the fact that I was with Lyros before her. I was the one who took his beatings and impossible tasks.

He can be violent without stopping when he wants to be. The only difference with her is that he doesn’t seek to hurt her directly, he wants to preserve her beauty, he doesn’t want her marked.

A chuckle escapes my lips as I look at Adelaide and the fury in her eyes