ZADOK
I couldn’t believe my eyes.
It was her - walking up to Cole with a smile that made my heart come alive. A smile I believed was meant for me.
Because she belonged to me - she was my Amore, My Ithra, My mate.
I watched in shock as she met my eyes, and for a moment, remained rooted to her spot, holding a look of confusion.
“Come on my Calla,” Cole said from the podium, “Don’t be afraid. Come to me.” He said, and like magic, I watched Ithra go on like she didn’t know me, joining him on stage.
“I present to you, my chosen mate and lover.” Cole said with a grin, “Calla!”
The crowd erupted with hoots and congratulations were thrown their way. Meanwhile, my eyes focused on Ithra, unable to believe she was right before me.