The water washed down my back, as I felt her sadness rip through my heart, clenching every muscle in my body. I had caused the tears I knew she was spilling. This was all because of our kiss. Ever since our kiss, which felt as if it was a lifetime ago; I now have a connection with her. Knowing when she was now experiencing pain; though I could not feel her happiness, only her sadness. Since we returned home and we were separated.
The first time I felt her sadness was when she left on the plane. At the beginning I thought it was just my own pain for missing her; getting confused with grief. But now as her sadness punched a hole through my chest- I was well aware of her pain and our connection.
A connection which she didn’t feel because she wasn’t of age yet- that and I hadn’t accepted her as my mate nor had she accepted me because I hadn’t told her- or let the feelings grow. But I had let us kiss and our connection was a side effect of it.
Slamming my head against the white tiles in the shower; how could I have denied her for so long? I had never wanted a mate, I was lucky to know that the script was saving me time from losing her.
But now the script was gone, my safety net and time disappeared. Now I had no time to waste before I told her the truth. I no longer had the gift of time. Our time was up and I had failed and now she was left with pain.
I should have never let us share those kisses, I should have stopped it. Because now she was experiencing pain because of me- I was hurting her.
I sent a fist through the tiled wall this time; as another wave of her pain soaked my body.
I should have told her I missed her too- I should have told her how much pain I was feeling being away from her at this moment. But what good would that of caused? That was the debate I had had when I finally realized words were better left unsaid. I slid down the wall of the tiled shower, and sat among the water and broken tiles, with my head in my hands.
How could I lead a war against the women I loved? How could I send wolves out to hurt the women I would die to protect?
So I am still working on the next chapter- I know these are short, but I thought it important to add a bit of what Connor was thinking, so you guys had some insight into his actions.
Expect another upload soon
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The Commitment- Book 1 of the Royal Blood SeriesWerewolf
Princess Isabella and Prince Connor. They would be together out of commitment to their thrones and country. Isabella would give anything up to please her father. But it comes to a point, when is to much to much? But Connor keeps a secret, a secret w...