Chapter 148. A Beautiful Truth

Day 4 of the Gladiator Games

KELLEN

Three days had gone by since I first laid my eyes on my mate, I hadn't slept because each night when I closed my heavy lids, her striking blue angelic eyes with just that hint of green invaded the dark corners of my mind, keeping sleep at bay.

I had to, no. I needed to see her again.

What were the chances of me being sold into slavery, coming here, and then meeting my mate

Fate. My own conscious whispered to me.

I didn't even know her name, I wasn't even sure if I had truly let go of Lamia, but I wanted my mate, to touch her, to feel her, to whisper her name on my lips as I looked into her eyes. I wanted to unpin her flaming hair and let my fingers run through its length.

I laid on my cot, my cock hardening for the first time in over a month, at the thought of her porcelain skin pressed against mine, pretending I knew what It felt like. Heaven is what I imagined, soft and smooth. Without