Page 50 of Seeded By Two

That is, if he wished to have such an honor.

Perhaps he would decide to live a smaller, easier life.

Either way, I wished to be a part of it.

Our children grow up together and experience all the benefits of being both Royal — or as close to it as to make no difference — and the everyday normal life Feon’s family might have.

Beth slipped her négligée off over her head and peered back at me.

I could not think of anywhere I would rather be right at that moment.

And then, of course, I saw the Joisa tattoo.

The removal of the négligée was like a curtain rising on the final act of a tragic play.

There, at the base of her spine, was the Mark of the Fated Mate.

For a moment, I thought maybe I had been right and she was in fact my fated mate, that it had appeared during our lovemaking…

It seemed unlikely, as it was said to take some time for it to appear after making love.

As fated mates were such a rare occurrence, perhaps no one had managed to study it properly and that some really could appear instantly…

But I knew in my heart I was grasping at straaak.

I just stared at the tattoo, its dark shape bent into the silhouette of a male Krev, horns thick and tall, arms extended toward her spine.

And I knew, by the Creator, I knew.

I had just committed the greatest sin it was possible to make as a Krev.

I had mated with another’s fated mate.

I had taken her from Feon.

“No…” I gasped. “By the Creator, please forgive me…”

Beth just looked down at me, a wrinkle of worry on her brow. “What? What is it?”

That, of course, was when the door burst open.

Feon.

If I hadn’t been certain of what had just transpired, then the expression on his face upon seeing us was the perfect confirmation.

My cock buried deep inside her…

Her crouched on top of me, bracing her weight on my shins…

Our bodies slick with sweat…

The blood had fallen from his face, turning his blue skin pale and his eyes gaunt.

He stumbled to one side, no doubt wishing he could pull his eyes from the scene, but could not.

He couldn’t help staring, just as I couldn’t help but feel heartbroken for him at what I had done.

“Feon…” I whispered pitifully.

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