Page 42 of Masked Fate

My best friend.

Always has my back.

“They are both in the wrong,” he continues, throwing me an unimpressed look.

Okay, maybe not.

“Yeah, she kept it from him because he made her feel like he hated her so much he’d be disappointed to find out the fates had chosen her for him.” Astrid sighs, playing with the end of her braid. “It’s a hard situation for you both, I get that. She didn’t tell you, and she had to watch you—”

“Watch me what?” I ask, my chest tightening.

“Watch you fuck every blonde female you could get your hands on. Submissive blondes. Your type is literally the opposite of everything she is. Imagine how that would have made her feel.”

“I wouldn’t have fucked anyone else if I knew!” I grind out, covering my face with my hands. “I would never cheat on my mate. Yes, I slept around and had a good time, but that was because, as far as I knew, I was extremely single and didn’t have a fated mate at the time.”

I did save parts of me for my fated mate—for Pandora—so I hadsomethingto give her.

Some firsts.

Even if it isn’t much.

Guilt surges in my chest. She’s a fucking queen, and I’m a warrior who has messed everything up.

“I know,” Astrid replies, hazel eyes gentling. “But that doesn’t change how it would have made her feel. It would kill me if I had to see Rave with his cock in another woman’s mouth.”

I flinch. “She told you about that?”

Fucking hell.

I hate she saw me like that. It really fucking bothers me, and now, I detest how I acted toward her even more.

She’s not going to want me after this.

Not without a fight.

And fair enough.

She might have drawn the short straw when she got fated to me, but I have a big dick I’m going to make it up with.

And I know how to use it.

I’m not above using whatever I have to get Pandora where I want her.

Mine.

She’s fucking mine.

The realization calms me.

No wonder I always felt the urge to feed her, even when I detested the ground she walked on. It was like my body knew before my mind did, and it wanted me to feed her. To see her eat. Full. Sated. Taken care of.

I’ll be feeding her my cock soon too.

Pandora is going to be the most satisfied female in all eight kingdoms.

No matter what she wants, I know I’ll never be able to stay away.

“What are you going to do?” Rave asks, kissing our queen’s temple. His brows are drawn together like he’s concerned aboutwhatever fucked-up plan I’ve come up with in my head.

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