Chapter 41. Risen

When you love your mate to her existence, you're doomed. And when Basilea was fading away, I knew I was going to lose her and myself.

I didn't want her gone. I needed her, she was my life. How was I to function without her now? How was I to live without her, after knowing how good it was with her in it?

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This was not hell, this was worse than hell. This was another heaven's way of torturing me after casting me down to hell. My head was not functioning, it hurts too fucking much. My heart felt like it was ripped apart, shredded to pieces until reality meant nothing anymore.

Basilea was the only focus, everything else was unimportant background noise. I didn't care, I just want her to wake up. I didn't want her to die.

Wake the fuck up...please...

I could hear the commotion behind me. They were fighting whoever it was who harmed her. And I know my men will take care of the threats. They will deal with them