KING OF THE CURSED

(A raging beast)

Mirabelle's POV

My fist connected to the huge door and before I could knock I noticed it was slightly open like he knew I was already here and opened it magically or whatever method I do not know.

Stepping my feet into his chambers the coldness emanating from him could freeze one to death making my skin tingle and my teeth chatter.

“You took so long.” He says calmly his back facing me seated on his king-sized bed and my gaze drifts to his hands and in them was a scroll.

It better be not what I'm thinking. I'm going to die.

Die!...