Chapter 101
Margi lay in her bed, the faint smell of her mate still on the sheets, forcing the memories she wanted to forget to play out on repeat. The first time he had brought her to the castle, how he had made love to her, gently, passionately, his lips whispering words of undying love. Her heart felt like it had fallen out of her chest and shattered into a million tiny pieces around her feet. She asked herself for the millionth time if their bond and relationship were always a lie. Was it just the dalliance that in this day and age meant nothing that had caused him to sell out his family, to sacrifice the life of three sons, keeping just one alive? Or was it something more than that? She guessed that she would never know. Junior, who had done exactly what she knew he would, backed out
