Chapter 11 - Rage Balthazar POV Something felt off—the need to go to Imelda becoming unbearable. I never anticipated something like this to be so strong. I am an original being. Some might say a god of chaos and torture. I am supposed to be immune to the feeling, but somehow. In some bizarre twist of fate, the mate bond has attached itself to me. It’s like a rope wrapped around my heart, tugging me toward her. I have always been someone who has been in control. Been the one who had the upper hand in all situations. Only once did I hesitate, let my arrogance convince me I couldn’t be overruled. But never again would I let someone fool me, gain the upper hand. But this, this is unfamiliar territory. Someone now has control, and I am the one who gave it to them willingly. I had seen two futures for the world, my world, the underworld going topside. A world full of destruction, death, and copious amounts of bloodshed. A world of nightmares perfect for the king of mayhem. It was someth
Read more