Page 196 of Sweetheart: Part Two


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The beautiful brown eyes in the memory faded for silver, equally as ruined as hers.

My mate.

My love.

The one who would die if I had been her.

There’s a bird in the storm and nobody knows,

And she sings for herself as the cold rains grow.

No matter how deep digs the thorn of the rose,

Or that words become lost as the wild winds blow.

In face of the doubt or the darkest shadow,

Because free is the bird

Where nobody goes.

FIFTY-TWO

EBONY

I’d never lost in my life. Not irrefutably.

And yet, this was it. Once I’d done this, there was no coming back.

She was above me, terrified eyes holding mine. Her grip was on the iron too, helping at his command.

Zeus Rogan’s command. The vermin who’d dark bonded my mate.

But I only had to endure this once more. My body and aura screamed at me. I was in agony, my neck feeling as though it was on fire.

Was this how it was supposed to feel, when an alpha cleaved? I knew there was a chance I would die. It felt like I was dying. The world was fading in and out.

Just one more searing burn, and my pack would be gone.

Shewould be gone.

Three doors.

Door number one: denying Zeus’s requests. Staying with my pack, and losing her. It wasn’t an option, and never had been. Even if it was, I’d seen what had happened the last time she was taken. We wouldn’t survive it.

The second door: cleave and leave. And I’d lose her and lose them.

I had chosen the last door. The third door. The only door.

Cleave for her. Save her and save them—even if it meant I would lose her.

It was a chance at something I’d never in my life done… That was why I valued Drake, wasn’t it? For those moments where he offered me something new—something I’d never felt.

I’d never lacked curiosity.

So I kept going, clutching the choice I’d made, finding, somehow, a relief in it. Something… new. Conviction. Commitment.

I’d been right. Itwasn’ta loss. Not completely. Itwasa win, of sorts.

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