DAZE

I hadn’t felt anything for her since the day she raised her hand against my mate. Hate had filled every fiber of me. I didn’t care if she was queen, princess, or nothing at all. If she tried anything like that again, I’d make her regret it.

Thank the Moon, I hadn’t seen her in a while. The Prince had mind-linked me earlier, whispering her name, and I’d blocked him immediately. I refused to hear about her. Nothing about her was worth my time.

But could I truly defy the Prince? ...