Ava's Pov “W-when w-were you going to tell me?” I had, brokenly muttered with my eyes in painful tears. “Ava…” he said, taking a hold of my hand, which I remembered ripping away the minute it was held. I had been, bare to his gaze, but it didn’t matter… My wolf wanted more of his touch, but it also didn’t matter… “I hate you, Caspian. I love you but I hate that you hurt me all the time.” Those were the words that rang through my head, the entire day. And in the night, when I slept. Till this morning. Till morning came… “Arrgh!” I gave out a groan, shuffling my legs angrily while I laid on the bed. Why hasn’t he gotten back to me? Didn’t he know how to romance a woman? Or his own mate, at that? I needed his presence. His apology and assurance, that he won’t continue to do as his father bids. That he was going to be a man of his own will. “My Knight.” A knock highlighted on the door. My eyes bolted at the fact that it was daylight and I hadn’t gotten out of bed, as the Knight.
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