Chapter 11   

~Raphael ~ I don’t know what the fuck this is. I can’t stop thinking about her. This shouldn’t be happening. It’s as if… I’m obsessed with her. Only fated mate bonds do this, and ours doesn’t exist anymore. I’m sure I felt it break that night. I close my eyes and see her clearly—the way she stood in my shower that day, the water tracing every curve of her skin. I begin to imagine a different outcome than what really happened. My hand glides down her back, and she shivers beneath my touch. She turns to meet my gaze, and I claim the lips I’ve wanted since the night I first cornered her. My fingers tangle in her hair, tilting her head back as my mouth finds her neck. She trembles against me, her breath catching, and the sound of her soft moan tells me she feels it too—the bond neither of us can deny. “Raphael?” “What?” I ask. The haze vanishes, and I’m now sitting on my throne, watching the multitude of people dance around. Urien sighs. “Where’s your head at tonight?” On the most beautifu