He looked back at me with a gentleness in his eyes as I followed him. It made me stop thinking about what he’d done to
Kathlyn and Hector. Those eyes made me weak and forgiving.
But could I truly forgive him? Could I move past it all? I may have to if I was to spend the rest of my life with him and not
live in misery.
Chapter 26
NICHOLAS
Wrapping her fingers up, I struggled to keep my anger under control. She hadn’t even noticed that each of her fingertips
were sliced open by the portal. Or perhaps she had, but made no complaints as I cleaned the wounds and bandaged
them up. The only complaint she expressed was that a king should not tend to her wounds, as he had more important
things to do.
Granted, she wasn’t wrong. I just felt awful for shouting at her and scaring her, but right now she was the most important
thing in this entire kingdom. When she didn’t come to dinner, I wasn't worried until the maid had rushed in to say she couldn’t
find Ornella. I tried to contain my anger and not rip the maid’s throat out or kill the guard who was meant to escort her.
Instead, I went looking for her myself. I relied mostly on luck. Listening to see if I could hear her mind's voice, taking
advantage of the bonding line we’d created when we had sealed our deal.
I couldn’t make any sense of how she managed to activate the portal. Only the Obsidian bloodline could do such a thing as
it was our blood that protected the gate. The power of our blood kept the monsters locked behind it and away from our world. I
dreaded to think if I was but a second later what would have crossed through the portal.
“Why do you have one of the Goddess' portals hidden away?” She finally asked the question I could hear burning away in
her mind.
“It doesn’t belong to the Goddess,” I admitted softly.
Tying up the bandage, I removed the blood-stained cotton cloths and took them over to the smaller basin in her bedroom. I
wasn’t sure if I should even consider telling her some of the secrets my family buried. My only problem was these secrets also
involved her family.
Sighing, I went back to sit in front of her and placed my hands on her knees. I stared into her beautiful hazel eyes. I could
get lost inside of them. She would always be the most striking Fae I’d ever met. Her olive skin made her eyes stand out beneath
those long eyelashes as she licked her pink, plump lips.
Oh, the things I wanted to do to her. How I ached to hear her moan and whimper out in pleasure whilst I claimed her as
mine.
Shaking my head of such thoughts, I needed to focus on other matters. I let my hands fall from her knees and swallowed the
