Emily
What was that nonsense, I was beyond pissed? I was seething with rage. I felt my blood becoming hotter than a volcano. My heart was thudding in an unfamiliar rhythm, showing the intensity of my anger. Even the air around me was charged with a burning heat.
Bloody fool! How dare he?
I cursed more, remembering everything that had happened a few hours ago.
I expected a better reaction from Asher after returning to him from my supposed death of four freaking years and he acted like I was just gone for a day. I didn’t understand all this, also I noticed that our bond didn’t feel as strong as it was in the past and I know that it was all because of that tramp.
He couldn’t even take his eyes off her the entire time I was there. It took all of my self-control not to squeeze the life out of her, as she sat there looking so naive and pathetic. I hated her. No! What I felt for her was more than that. I loathed her.
I thought that he would happily run into my arms and accept me back into his life since I had watched him secretly wallow in misery without me beside him. I had seen him beg for the Moon Goddess to take his life and spare mine yet when I finally appeared before him, he acted like I was the last person he wanted to see.
I expected him to take me back into his life and back into his bed. Not that I wanted to be under him writhing in pleasure, but I loathed any form of physical touch from him. I had to endure it as I did in the past so I would be able to carry out my revenge but none of my expectations was happening. Instead, I was placed in the guest chamber while he continued to share his personal chamber with that other woman.
And I was here all alone in this hell of a chamber, while he was there consoling her, maybe doing a lot more than that when he should be over here making up for the lost time with me.
I expected him to care about my feelings but since I came back, I could feel he was only worried about her and not me.
I was not used to this strange behavior from him, but it feels like I’m slowly being discarded.
I never knew that something could hurt me more than the gruesome death of my parents but this definitely did. I was the one Asher was head over heels in love with, and now I couldn’t stand him showing the same affection to someone else.
What could have happened? Something was definitely wrong, a lot had really changed between us.
Asher couldn’t possibly do away with all the feelings he had for me. I was his mate, I was sure of that even though I never allowed him to mark me but could this possibly be the reason? A deep hiss left my lips, groaned, and yelled inside the corner walls of my chamber. The loud intensity of my yell carried so much power that it caused the mirror on the wall to shatter.
I hated this. I hated it when things started spinning out of my control. I was beyond furious. I could feel my brown gaze burn brightly in raging flames.
I groaned in frustration, grabbing a handful of my hair in my hands. I felt rage and impatience mixing with frustration entrenched in my bones. But I had to be calm. I couldn’t afford to lose control and spoil my plans.
I had to find a way to keep Asher by my side. I couldn’t let him stay with that tramp, or my entire plan would shatter before my eyes. I had to think of a way to turn things in my favor.
I needed to act quickly. I couldn’t believe that my bearer was right all along when she told me that Asher was overprotective and crazy about her. Even Louisiana had told me that Asher had threatened her after she had insulted Kayla but I didn’t think it was this bad until now. It was obvious that he was falling too fast for her and I was running out of time.
I had to find some way to get him to let go of her, and if he wasn’t willing to let her go then I would have to find some way for her to leave on her own free will. I will do whatever it takes to ensure Asher remains next to me, at least not until I gain my revenge first. With her at the castle, there is no way I could manipulate Asher as I did in the past.
A wicked smile found my lips as an idea popped into my thoughts. I need to make that tramp believe that I was the only one for Asher. That he would be happier with me and if she cared about his feelings then she would want to do anything to make him happy.
I also needed to do something to get rid of Robin. He didn’t seem happy with my return. I didn’t expect anything different from him though, we never liked each other, not even a little bit. I couldn’t quell my fear at the suspicious look in his eyes every time he looked at me. He didn’t believe my story and neither was Kayla.
Both of them seemed to be close, I could remember how he held her hands and also that look of concern that was etched in his eyes for her. I plopped on the bed, thinking, if my plans about that tramp leaving on her own didn’t work then I had to set them up so it would seem as if they were having an affair, and that way, Asher would feel broken, and lose control, and then do the dirty job of killing them himself.
A dark smile formed on my lips, I needed to start executing my plans immediately, I had put so many years into my revenge to fail now.