PROLOGUE:
"I cannot believe this! How could you?!" He paced back and forth furiously; each step taking him deeper into his own thoughts. He stopped abruptly; looking at the quiet woman with her head cast low. In a fury, he grabbed her wrists tightly and demanded her attention.
"I loved you Ayleyna! I LOVED you!"
"Mekhi, you're hurting me." The soft voice sounded pained and afraid. He let out a frighteningly unnatural laugh.
"Really? Well, this is not half of what you have done to my heart." His words were venomous, seeped with poison to tear down her guard. With that, he pushed her away from him in disgust as her petite body went tumbling upon the bed.
"Please... I never meant to hurt you."
"You will NEVER see him again. Do you understand me?"
"Mekhi, I care for you...."
"NO! You LOVE me! You are my wife! We share a bed, hopes, dreams... we share a soul." The eyes that were looking so intently at him a moment ago looked quickly away. He would break her. There was no doubt about that. He reached for her face and she winced in fear. Slowly, the large almond colored eyes met his wet with tears.
"Say it."
"Mekhi...."
"I said SAY IT! Tell me that you love me." He reached for her face in a panic squeezing tightly on her chin. He needed to hear those words. His world was falling apart so quickly and the people he once thought he could trust were now his main enemies.
"Ayleyna!" She struggled from his grasp and finally let out a large cry.
"I NEVER LOVED YOU!"
He shot up from his bed in a cold sweat. His breathing was sharp. He could feel his heart beating as if it were out of his chest. He reached his right hand up and placed it on his heart. It felt like it just broke each and every time. There was so much sadness in her eyes.
"What reason could you possibly have to be sad? You broke my heart, remember?"
He could feel the anger growing in him again. The resentment he had been learning to control and to channel. He had loved her and she wronged him. He understood that. She was a slut. Now all he needed to do was find his traitor. No trouble. He was getting a second chance, and this time, he would not fail.
"I cannot believe this! How could you?!" He paced back and forth furiously; each step taking him deeper into his own thoughts. He stopped abruptly; looking at the quiet woman with her head cast low. In a fury, he grabbed her wrists tightly and demanded her attention.
"I loved you Ayleyna! I LOVED you!"
"Mekhi, you're hurting me." The soft voice sounded pained and afraid. He let out a frighteningly unnatural laugh.
"Really? Well, this is not half of what you have done to my heart." His words were venomous, seeped with poison to tear down her guard. With that, he pushed her away from him in disgust as her petite body went tumbling upon the bed.
"Please... I never meant to hurt you."
"You will NEVER see him again. Do you understand me?"
"Mekhi, I care for you...."
"NO! You LOVE me! You are my wife! We share a bed, hopes, dreams... we share a soul." The eyes that were looking so intently at him a moment ago looked quickly away. He would break her. There was no doubt about that. He reached for her face and she winced in fear. Slowly, the large almond colored eyes met his wet with tears.
"Say it."
"Mekhi...."
"I said SAY IT! Tell me that you love me." He reached for her face in a panic squeezing tightly on her chin. He needed to hear those words. His world was falling apart so quickly and the people he once thought he could trust were now his main enemies.
"Ayleyna!" She struggled from his grasp and finally let out a large cry.
"I NEVER LOVED YOU!"
He shot up from his bed in a cold sweat. His breathing was sharp. He could feel his heart beating as if it were out of his chest. He reached his right hand up and placed it on his heart. It felt like it just broke each and every time. There was so much sadness in her eyes.
"What reason could you possibly have to be sad? You broke my heart, remember?"
He could feel the anger growing in him again. The resentment he had been learning to control and to channel. He had loved her and she wronged him. He understood that. She was a slut. Now all he needed to do was find his traitor. No trouble. He was getting a second chance, and this time, he would not fail.