Lucia POV “Me too, Your Majesty.”The words tore past my lips, laced with a raw, blistering heat I didn't know I possessed. My hands shook violently as I forced my fingers to sign in sharp, jagged motions, pairing every gesture with the breathy, agonized rasp of my broken voice.“I regret that day too! I regret every single second I spent breathing the same air as you in that hotel room! I regret it so much!”My chest heaved with ragged, hysterical gasps. The dam inside my soul had shattered, spilling over with weeks of accumulated humiliation, heartbreak, and despair. I didn't care anymore about the terrifying power of the Lycan King standing before me. I didn't care if he struck me again. The pain inside my heart burned so intensely that no physical blow could ever hurt me more.I spun on my heel, turning my back on the grand dining table, desperate to put distance between myself and the man who tore my soul to shreds every time he opened his mouth. I took two frantic, hurried
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