THREE DAYS LATER.

Zeno

It's not fair. Whatever Nero has planned, it's not fair.

I get it, I've never been the most wanted bachelor around these lands or whatever, but since we wed, I would rather take my responsibilities seriously.

Maybe he thinks I told him I love him in the heat of a moment, which isn't true. I love that man and probably will love him till the end of my days, so I believe it would be better if he let me stay near during his rut.

I'm not a gentle, breakable, fragile being who couldn't take it rough if he needed me. Isn't the whole purpose of being married, and now also mated, to support each other and never leave each other's side?

Instead, he left, God knows where, and I'm stuck in the hospital with Damon. Unlike me, mister, 'I'll never take off my crocs, even if someone threatens to kill me' has full freedom, and he keeps disappearing somewhere at least three times each day while I rot in my hospital bed.

Truth to be told, I didn't think I could survive without those pills, but