Lila's POV.

"Alarix?" I choked.

I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I blinked a few times, hoping that I was dreaming, hallucinating or something.

Alarix was laid on his bed with a blonde woman draped over his body. They were both fully clothed, but she was embracing him intimately. From her scent, I could tell she was a vampire. This is who he's replaced me with? This is his beloved?

I felt sick; bile was rising in my throat. I spoke to him not even twenty-four hours ago, and he's already given up and not waited for me. Maybe their bonds aren't as strong as ours... While I have...