Chapter 125

Fiona closed her eyes as she tried to calm herself. She balled her hands into tight fists before opening her eyes. The room was empty now, her father king gone. For what felt like forever, her father's words echoed against her ears over and over until she felt a headache

coming her way

"Your father left. Elijah's i

's voice broke her stupor. She turned and found him standing by the door. "You don't look alright"

Fiona's lips thinned. "Close the door," she said.

He complied and immediately approached her, holding her hand. He stared at her, worry apparent on his eyes. "The banquet is about to star," he reminded her. "It will take at least twenty minutes for us to get to the palace."

She nodded before letting out a sigh. "I was right."

What?

My father and the can head before him are selling our blood. She had confirmed this from her father's reaction earlier. She swallowed.

During their confrontation. Fiona had decided to test her father, trying to gauge his reaction. Who would have known that he would react that way? "He asked me who told me those things," she continued. "He asked if it was you or the King"

his gare. "Did you know?" Fiona asked. If he knew, then did he planned everything? Their

without

about the King! Fiona wondered if the King knew about it too Was it possible! Was that why the King had mentioned her blood when they spoket Do you believe me?"

first time she had used her ability on him, but this time, her focus was sharper. In the past, when she'd healed him, she had detected oddities in his body small anonplies she had dismissed, assuming they would resolve on their own. Now, her father's cryptic question gnawed at her thoughts, forcing her to dig deeper. Her energy coursed through Elijah, probing gently but meticulously. She didn't speak, her focus unwavering as her ability mapped his internal state. She detected strength and vitality-but there it was again, the same oddity she'd noticed before. Something

but her gaze locked firmly on Elijah's. "Why did you think you were impotent

Fiona to believe he had fooled her into marrying him. However, there was no reason for him to do that unless be knew about her blood. Prince Elijah had no motive to save

he countered, his voice low as his body inched closer to her. The air between them seeined to hum with unspoken tension. "We're

down. "Answer the

short exhale, the comer of his lips twitching into a faint smirk before he grew serious again. "Fine. I thought that because.... nothing ever happened My Lady didn't respond to anyone-no matter who they were, I chose to help you because I knew you were in a very desperate ultation. You would be willing to accept anything that would get you out of that

prince was cunning. He had a point. At that time, Fiona was at her lowest. She would indeed do everything to leave that place. So, he took advantage of her vulnerability and offered her a deal. Her

"And now?" she asked.

eyes softened,

gaze rooted her in place, as though he were baring not just

it too?"

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Chapter 125

She could feel it too-that electric feeling of his touch, the same tingling heat that had ignited her senses the night they first slept together. It wasn't just physical; it was deeper, an almost primal recognition

night vividly-how every brush of his fingers against her skin felt like fire and silk combined, how his touch seemed to awaken parts of her she hadn't known existed. It wasn't just the mating bond. It was the way he looked at her, as though she was the only thing that mattered, the way his hands roamed her

a wave of warmth spread through her, pooling low in her belly. The bond between them pulsed like a

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