Anya's pov I wasn't surprised when Eros slammed the door in my face before I even got my words out but that didn't deter me as I stood by the door, curving my knuckles and rapting softly against the wood. "Your majesty." I tried to soften and sweeten my voice, increasing the knocks, "I just want to see how you are doing." He didn't reply and after standing there for a while, I decided to leave. I knew it would take some time for him to soften up to me, I just needed to be sweeter with him, dot on him, and show him that I am what he truly wants. Besides, when he gets the news of his mate's disappearance and death, he will surely need a shoulder to cry on and I, Anya, would be here to console him while warming my way into his heart. I would mend his broken heart and soothe his soul, he wouldn't even remember that Freak, and I would be sure to tell him that if she cared about him, she would've stayed instead of running off for no reason. And he surely wouldn't know that she ran
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