"You're my queen, you always will be, no matter what you do," He whispers, gazing softly at me.
I arch an eyebrow. "Even if I run?"
He hesitates, giving me a disapproving look. "Even if you run."
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Harper loves her life. She had everything she n...
The song above is The One That Got Away by Katy Perry. I love this song so much. It makes me so sad.
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Leon's POV
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"Find her!" I snap at my trackers, angrily. They all scurry away from me in fear, rushing out of the room, leaving me alone with the woman I used to trust. Alessandra. Spinning on my heels, I am in front of her in the blink of an eye, flashing her my elongated fangs. "This is your fault."
She doesn't appear afraid at all by my actions. Her head remains high and her brown eyes stare directly into my own. One thing I have always admired about her is her strength. Nothing fazes her. At least, that's what she wants people to believe. She hides emotions well.
I've known Alessandra for many years now. She is one of the oldest witches ever—living for over five hundred years. Witches don't have mates so they can choose who to mate with. Their mating ritual is different, but the bond is the same. Once you have one, it's unbreakable.
She had a lover a long time ago. He was her world. But he was murdered by vampires over a century ago. She spent two decades hunting down every single person responsible for the murder—promising to destroy their lives and their families lives.
Losing her man changed her. Made her this cold, emotionless robot. She doesn't react to things. She remains stoic.
She saved me once. And ever since then, she's been by my side. I have always trusted her but the day she let my mate walk away from me was the day I lost faith in her.
"Leon, she's not coming back." She claims, calmer than a cucumber. "She left you. Isn't that a sign she's not fit for this?"
Since the day my beautiful mate, Harper, fled my clutches, Alessandra has been trying to convince me she fit for the throne.
Two months ago, Harper and I got into a disagreement that led to me nearly marking her. Before I could, Alessandra used her powers, throwing me into the wall. I was knocked out instantly.
