- Adriah’s POV - It had been days since I dreamed of the Devil King. Deep inside, I knew it was him—the black aura surrounding his form, those burning red eyes... I could never be mistaken.Since then, I hadn’t left my room. Only Grandma visited me to bring food. Yet, my thoughts kept circling back to that day with Jairah. What really happened before I fainted?I remembered how she would come see me every day, helping to rub off my scent. But ever since that day, she never appeared.All of a sudden, the door creaked open. And there she was—Jairah—standing with five men behind her."I'm sorry it took me this long to visit, my dear sister. I was too busy on my honeymoon with my beloved, King Jester," she said, stressing the word honeymoon.I ignored her words, acting as if I hadn’t heard. But deep inside, I was boiling with rage. The thought of my mate kissing Jairah made my blood burn. The thought of them sharing a bed—intimacy—was unbearable. My mate should be mine alone. But what co
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