Chapter 108. Butterfly: pt. 2

Mercy wanted to hate the woman who haunted the King of Vampires, this faceless bride who had never stepped foot into their world, yet how could Mercy despise someone she could never compete with? She was losing to a memory, to an echo carved into Vladimir’s soul.

Taking a step closer Mercy hugged him from behind, resting her face against his bareback. “Maybe it burns to make you let it go. You haven’t even met her maybe it’s time to move on. It has been more than 16 years, my King.”

Mercy was right he had never met her but he had felt her presence deep into his bones. He had been there when she was born. Years ago only the feel of being on the same ground as his bride had nearly bought Vladimir to his knees.

What would have happened if he had met her?

“How can I fall in love with someone I had never met?” Vladimir’s voice was barely above a whisper. Mercy swallowed hard at his declaration of love for his bride.

Mercy understood Vladimir because she was