Killian froze and his heart raced when he heard her fainting words.
His brows furrowed as he looked at the woman who had fainted in his arms. Gently, he tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear and untied her hands, kissing her soft skin. As he gazed down at her, his heart ached at the sight of her lovely green eyes hidden beneath a cloth.
He had covered her eyes for a reason.
Every time he looked into those beautiful eyes, he remembered the moment she had stabbed him. He could still see the image of her with the man she embraced, the man for whom she'd been willing to betray him completely.
The pain of betrayal surged through him. That day still haunted him. It was as though she had wiped away their love with a single deadly act.
She was his beloved, his soulmate, the woman he loved dearly. They were made for each other, they were destined to be together. That mark covering their bodies was proof of their love and the fate they held.
