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Zeus’s POV
He just wasn’t the same anymore after that night.
And I guess I wasn’t either.
We went through the mundane motions - got married, built the palace on the border of the territories, re-built the community where we could.
And yet…it’s been a year since I’ve known Sean.
One year, three months and twenty-eight days later, he had still not allowed me in.
Not physically.
Not emotionally.
Besides the necessary contact required at the royal wedding, which in itself was minimalistic, I hadn’t touched my husband…my mate in one year four months and fourteen days; if you count the time I was in captivity.
I just didn’t know what to do. I swear, it was as if I could actually hear his soul crying every time he looked at me or at his siblin
