Consequence

Chapter 18

May 29, 1813

My mate's cloudy eyes are begging for me to save her from the pain of one hundred flaming thorns piercing her skin. Heat is the most unbearable experience a person can go through after literally burning alive or drowning.

My eyes are welling up just knowing that it's my fault that she's suffering the full power of the heat. This is part of the reason I never wanted to accept her as mine.

An innocent girl is going through this because I couldn't keep my pants zipped up. I waited fifty years to find my mate but, eventually, I gave up hope.
I should have waited longer.

Evangeline is everything I ever want in a wife and not only have I managed to lose her again but I've hurt her in a way that will make her truly loathe me. For crying out loud, I loathe me.

I pick her up off the ground hoping that my presence will soothe her pain and sure enough her cries die down. I sigh in relief but regret it as soon as I realize she's still clutching her stomach and the tears are still flowing.

If Eva hadn't accepted me she wouldn't be feeling like this right now. Why would she even accept me if she planned to stay away from me?

Maybe she thought we still had a chance...no that can't be it. She accepted me because she wanted to understand the mate bond like I did. That's when she thought that I only wanted her for her body. If that were true I could have any other girl in the world and I wouldn't be fighting to win her over.

I really am a monster, though. I couldn't wait for her so I slept with countless women even when I knew that if I was ever to find my mate they would experience the worst form of heat.

I glare up at the King who has his arms crossed over his chest and is frowning. Obviously, he doesn't like the idea of me holding Eva.
I look to see Levi not looking too happy either.

What's wrong with these demons? I'm her damn mate! There is nothing that they can do for her that I can't do better. And wasn't Levi just calling her a little bitch.

"Let's go Mac." I murmur in a deadly tone. I'm surprised when they don't stop me.

However, the King doesn't let me leave without having the last word. "Remember on her birthday everything will change...if she's who we think she is, of course."

I give a curt nod and dash out of the castle. In minutes, I'm standing in my bedroom panting. I place her delicate body on the bed and she collapses from exhaustion. I head into my private office and heave a sigh as I bury my hands in my face.

Holy shit things were about to get ten times more complicated.

May 30, 1813

Evangeline's POV

My head is pounding from the aftermath of yesterday's extremely terrifying events. I force my eyelids open to take in the familiar surroundings of Nik's room. I hear myself sigh in relief. I'm  actually glad to be in here for once.

I try to analyze everything that occurred yesterday and why it all happened to me but my mind is too groggy.

A cold pack of ice is placed on my forehead and I remove it to prop myself up on the bed. I look around to see that I'm alone but then I hear a shuffling of papers and notice that the door of Nik's "private" room is open.