#Chapter201
Alarix's POV
I couldn't move... I was rooted to the spot.
She has the voice of an angel... An angry angel, but even with the bitterness of her tone, I could hear the softness of voice. I wanted to hear what my name would sound like coming from her perfect lips.
/"If you leave... You'll never find me again./" She scoffed.
I clenched my fists in front of me, dragging in long breathes, trying to calm myself down. I wanted her to stop talking even though I needed to hear more of her voice. This fucking bond is making me crazy.
/"You know we were destined to be together by the prophecy... I know you know about it. The werewolves, the warlock and the vampire./" She taunted.
