ZADOK

I couldn’t believe my eyes. 

It was her - walking up to Cole with a smile that made my heart come alive. A smile I believed was meant for me. 

Because she belonged to me - she was my Amore, My Ithra, My mate. 

I watched in shock as she met my eyes, and for a moment, remained rooted to her spot, holding a look of confusion.

“Come on my Calla,” Cole said from the podium, “Don’t be afraid. Come to me.” He said, and like magic, I watched Ithra go on like she didn’t know me, joining him on stage. 

“I present to you, my chosen mate and...