Bride of the Traitor (The Prophecy of Sisters Book 1) by Hayley Faiman

Author:Hayley Faiman [Faiman, Hayley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Hayley Faiman Books, LLC
Published: 2020-04-23T16:00:00+00:00

SYBILLA

I’ve been avoiding my girls all morning and now, afternoon. Standing at the back entrance of the castle, I watch the creepy-ass Elephant birds peck at the ground ahead of me.

I prefer the view from the front of the castle, but it’s extremely busy today and there is a higher chance of running into not only Merek, Rowan, or Henry, but also Elias there. It’s quieter back here, only servants come and go, and they ignore me.

A finger touches the back of my neck, slowly sliding down my spine and stops at the last button of my dress. I don’t jump, or even turn around to see who it could be, I already know.

Not only could I feel Elias’ presence as soon as he stepped out here, I also know that nobody else in this castle would dare to touch me.

“You’re not pregnant then?” he starts.

Spinning around, I narrow my eyes and shift my gaze up to meet his. “Why would you even ask me that?”

He shrugs a shoulder. “I had hoped…”

“I’m sure that you did. That way you could lock me away and never have to put up with me again,” I snap.

His brows tug together and his lips turn down into a frown. “Sweeting,” he begins.

I hold my hand up. “No, stop right there. No more sweetings, no more soft Sybillas. No more anything. This morning was a mistake. I know the witches did something to make us crave each other, carnally, but we’re just going to have to fight that, because it’s not happening again.”

I hear a small rumble of thunder in the distance and the scent of rain becomes stronger. Elias tilts his head to the side, his eyes focused on me and looking nowhere else.

“Do you love Merek?” he oddly asks, ignoring my words completely.

“What?” I cry. “Of course not. I mean maybe it would be easier if I did, he’s sure a hell of a lot nicer than you are, but no I don’t love Merek.”

His lips twitch into a small smile. “You cannot love him and do you know why?” he strangely asks. Crossing my arms over my chest, I press my lips together and shake my head. “Because you are bound to your heart’s true love, physically. You become ill if you and your true love are not together and your true love feels the same effects.”

I take a step back, not quite believing this shit. That witch bitch. I mean it would make sense that Elias is the one, especially with the way I just plopped in his castle the way I did, ripped from my home and my family.

“If I don’t want to be bound to an asshole like you?” I ask.

His mouth turns up into a big, too beautiful smile. Damn the bastard and his beautifully scarred face and the way that it makes my belly melt.

Elias takes a step toward me, wrapping his arm around my waist before he hauls me against his strong chest. His mouth touches mine, his warm lips just staying there and not kissing, just touching mine.

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