CHAPTER Twenty-Eight

  Ryan's POV

  Angrily striding towards my room, I still don't get why I am angry, or could I say jealous that the cursed girl got mated to those rascals? Having been rejected by her mates, I am damn sure that she must be broken. Ugh! I grumbled... I can't feel bad for her, I wasn't supposed to feel bad for her... Where is the ruthless king? I was to have her die under my sword and not feel sympathy for her. She deserves anything happening in her life, I mumbled with difficulty before twisting my doorknob and forcefully pulling it open.

  I stopped at my track as my eyes widened in shock, what is she doing here?... In my bed.

  Straightening myself, I called without trying to hide the anger in my tone "Bianca...!"

  Quickly veering around, her face brightened as her eyes glinted with joy. "Ryan..." She muttered.