KING OF THE CURSED

(Strange feelings)

Mirabelle’s POV

The night came and the morning after there was no sign of Dargan in bed. The act of his made me restless, with my heart constricting in my chest at any slight sound. I kept wide eyed awake through the night and the morning I had a little sleep before going over to wash my skin. The only comfort I had was his scent hovering over the bed and on my skin, I refused to wash anything off him last night. It was the only way to keep sane before I go crazy with worry. He wasn't different from his unusual scent...