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He listens and drops August back on his feet, the swirling smoke leaving August and coming over to me, gently touching my cheek to offer me comfort.

I know I’m safe from his shadows, but I think I’m the only one.

“Well, thanks for protecting her and keeping her away from other males for me,” Rave fires back.

Fucking hell.

Rave’s magic all but pours out of him, and it’s suffocating.

He’s lost control, and I know how much he hates that.

I feel his pain, and it’s stifling.

It mixes with my betrayal, hitting me harder.

So hard it almost brings me to my knees.

“The princess has spoken,” Zython calls out, his hand resting on my shoulder. “And you will respect her wishes, Prince Rave.”

With one last look at the male I love, who was meant to care for my heart and soul, I turn my back on him and return to my new home.

“Astrid!” he calls out, voice strained. “Don’t do this! I fucking love you!”

I stop in my tracks.

Of course, this is the first time he tells me he loves me.

Maybe he’s just as manipulative as his ex.

Maybe the fates got it wrong, and they belong together, afterall.

My legs continue taking me inside.

I close my eyes and brace myself with my palm on the wall when he loudly roars with pain and rage. The castle trembles with the magnitude of his emotions, darkness closing in on us all.

But he caused this.

And now we both have to deal with the consequences.

CHAPTER FIVE

Astrid

“You look like crap,” Bane comments as I open my bedroom door the next morning. He’s dressed in leather pants, a black tunic, and a sword at his hip. His dark hair is tied back at his nape in a leather band, and I take a moment to take him in. Dark brows frame his dark eyes with thick lashes women would dream of, a full mouth, and strong cheekbones, not to mention his incubus lure. I’m sure he has no shortage of women throwing themselves at him.

Meanwhile, I’d stayed up all night, crying and feeling sorry for myself, just wanting to get the agony out of my system.

“Thanks,” I reply in a dry tone, my voice hoarse. “So, weather magic, huh?” I’ve never met anyone who can control the weather like that.

He nods, his jaw tightening. “Comes from my half-demon side. I normally keep it well restrained.”

But he didn’t this time because he was as angry as me about my situation.

“So if it suddenly starts raining, I’ll assume it’s you in a bad mood?”

He smirks but doesn’t comment any further. I can only imagine the secrets this male has in his vault. Bane has a dark, magical energy to him, but it feels different from Rave’s.

Rave is shadows and darkness, while Bane is thunder and lightning.

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