My Fated Enemy
I should have stopped this sooner, but I couldn't, or, what was even more disturbing, I didn't want to.
I should have treated Dearon as my enemy—my greatest enemy. The way I had been taught, I should have wanted him dead. My desires, however, traveled in the exact opposite direction…
My frustration and restlessness were eating me alive. I had turned into this stupid little moth, flying straight into Dearon's powerful flame. It was bright, fucking hot, and it had already begun to sear my fragile wings, but I had no intention of stopping.
“You all right, Kaira?” Rafe's voice nearly made me jump in my saddle. I didn't even notice when he had lined up with me.
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