Helanie:
"What? I killed my mother?" I pointed at my chest, and he started laughing.
"You’re acting like you don’t rember. You were just a young child yourself. But your jealousy! Jealousy is your biggest sin, Kesha," he hissed. His face showed how much he hated her. "And don’t think I’ll spare you just because you were a child. You went on to kill two more innocent people. Why? Not because you loved them, but because your love was overco by the anger of rejection."
His words made my heart sink deeper into my chest. She killed more people? The Kesha I knew, the one I first t, was this elegant princess who showed up at the mansion for dinner when we were still students. I rembered that night clearly, so high on her grace she barely glanced at any other student. She only spoke to Kaye and his mother. She was mostly quiet, and now I knew why. She was afraid her secrets would be exposed.
"Who else did I kill?" I asked softly.
He began to grunt. "You really want to remind you of all your cris?" He slamd his hand on the table, making jump.
"Because you’re accusing of harsh stuff, I want to know if you even have the facts straight. Or are you just accusing of murders because soone wants you to believe that?"
That was the best defense I could co up with, and he seed to buy it. He nodded.
"Oh really? So you don’t rember that Oga guy you loved? You fell in love with him, Kesha, and that was the worst thing that could happen to him. Poor guy didn’t even know a princess falling for him would be a curse. You stalked him, got obsessed. Then you found out he was in love with soone else. So what did you do? You killed the girl. And when he caught you, you killed him. Not because you were afraid he’d tell soone, but because you knew he’d never accept you after that. You couldn’t stand the thought of the man you loved being with soone else."
He said it all in one breath, and I was left breathless. I started to hyperventilate, touching my neck and rubbing it. If she had been so brutal and escaped justice this long, then she had planned everything perfectly down to Kaye killing . And being killed by your own mate, that was the worst thing ever. She was doing the sa thing to she’d done to that Oga guy.
"Okay, Kaye, you need to listen to . This is all a lie. I am not Kesha, I am Helanie. You need to touch . Co on, touch , and you’ll realize—" As soon as I raised my hand toward him, he backed away.
"Stay away from . Helanie wouldn’t like it," he grunted, warning with a scowl.
I instantly stepped back, afraid he might shove just to get distance. And since he didn’t believe I was Helanie, he wouldn’t believe I was pregnant. That ant he wouldn’t be gentle with .
"Okay, you want to go back to the rogue community?" I took a deep breath, trying to play him. We needed to go ho so my mates could find . They were there. At least Emt and Maximus were. They would figure out what was happening and co for . And Norman too. Once he realized I wasn’t in Arthendel, he’d fly back. He’d know from the warriors that Kaye had taken .
So I repeated myself to Kaye.
"Did you hear ? I know the path back to the rogue community," I said through heavy breaths.
He grunted, almost like the words disgusted him.
"I will not be taking your help. You think I’m stupid? How can I trust you? You’re not trustworthy, Kesha." He grunted, already crushing my plan. He was really hard to deal with, so I needed to be careful.
"Okay then, can you at least tell where the bathroom is?" My knees started shaking as I realized it wasn’t going to be that easy. I was stuck with him, and he was turning murderous.
"Why would you want to go to the bathroom?" he asked, folding his arms across his chest.
"Are you kidding ? Why do people go to the bathroom?" I shot back, staring at him in disbelief.
"So they can trick soone?" He smirked as he said it.
"Well, either I pee here or I go to the bathroom," I snapped, pointing toward nowhere because I didn’t even know where it was.
After a long stare, he finally dropped his hands from his waist and walked past , only to grab my wrist tightly and drag with him. His touch was harsh, leaving bruises. He clearly didn’t want to be gentle.
Kesha must have told him to stay close, probably afraid my touch would hurt him. That beca my focus. I would try to get him to lower his guard with , but first, I had another plan in mind, sothing raw and heroic.
He led out of the room into a large vintage-style living room with a running fireplace. The bathroom was on the side, and the kitchen sat near the cabin’s entrance. He pulled all the way to the bathroom, then stood outside, arms folded.
"Go ahead, do your business, and don’t lock the door," he warned.
"I can’t do it with the door open," I muttered, panicking what if he caught my plan.
"I’m not going to co in and watch you, Kesha. I’m not interested. But if you take too long, I’ll open the door myself," he said, pointing a finger at and bending down to et my eyes.
"Then why do you care if I lock it or not? You’re a rogue king. You can break the door down in seconds, can’t you?" I challenged. I saw him pause, lost in thought for a mont.
"Fine. Do it quickly. I have things to figure out," he replied sternly. I nodded and stepped inside the bathroom.
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