Scarlett

The chaotic pieces of the puzzle seemed aligned with each other now. Amber had performed a spell on my mate to sleep with her. I couldn’t imagine that she could stoop this low. I never hated her, I pitied her because I assumed that she was also forced to marry someone who wasn’t her mate.

I was fucking wrong. She didn’t want anyone else. She wanted my mate. Anyhow.

I couldn’t help but laugh at myself inwardly for thinking that I was doing wrong to her, that I was ...