My own child had developed unthinkable feelings for me…
Fury and shock coursed through me as I raised my hand to slap some sense into him, but he caught my wrist in a firm grip.
“Yes, I’ve gone mad. Ever since the day I saw him step into your chambers, I’ve been insane,” he growled.
“If that old man can have you, why can’t I? I’m younger, stronger – isn’t that better?”
His words sent a chilling wave through my body, and I froze. “Caelan, you...”
But before I could finish, he cut me off, moving closer as if he no longer wanted to hear my protests.
“Genevieve, why won’t you understand? I truly love you...” he whispered, his voice filled with the raw agony of someone who had been holding in their suffering for far too long.
My heart pounded, terrified of what he was about to say.
If I allowed him to continue down this path, there would be no turning back.
I knew that if this unspeakable crime were ever discovered, not only would I be ruined, but he would forever be branded a monster, condemned for all eternity.
“Is it my death you seek?” I asked, my voice icy and unyielding, finally halting his frenzied advance.
“If you continue, you’ll see my lifeless body by morning. Is that what you want?”