Whenever he found himself thinking about her, the guilt ate into his soul. How could he fall for another? How could he fall for another in months when he had mourned for Lilah for centuries?
He could not accept it, he did not want to; he was strong so he could stop himself from needing her. But that night, his heart had shattered into pieces seeing that man hold her like she was his.
It was at that moment that he knew he wanted her, and for himself, alone. He wanted to cut off the man's hand that held her and pluck out the eyes that looked at her fondly.
Zavian couldn't believe the whirl of emotions coursing inside of him as he stared at Neera.
This woman... what has she done to him?
"I..." Neera breathed as she coordinated her words. Doing her best not to say something out of line, to not make him angrier than he already was.
