#Chapter11
Ares-
Lost in the balance of pain and torture, I indulge in the guilt that was now my only emotions. I felt guilt. Something I thought I’d never feel. My offspring, my heir, my unborn child had died by the hands of nobody but myself.
Feeling an empty shallow feeling in the pit of my stomach, I swam, letting my tail guide me into the nothingness that was the ocean. It had been a week since my princess, my little girl, had a miscarriage. Though I was grateful not to have a child as I would not want to share my mate with anyone but myself, I still couldn’t come to terms with the fact that I had killed my own child.
The worst part was that I could see the hatred behind the silver in her eyes. She despised me more than ever now, not just for creating a life inside her unwillingly but also for taking that life away from her. I truly was a monster, or so I thought-