It was at that moment that her heart stopped moving.
What did he mean?
He had taken care of her throughout the entire night. He had cleaned up her wounds, ordered medicine for her, and sent the maidens to bring food for her.
"B-but I thought-
"You thought that I cared for you?" He asked coldly.
He was so harsh she felt a chill down her spine.
It was like he was attacking her like he was coming for her.
"Why? Because I treated you when you cut your arm?" He asked her coldly.
She took an involuntary step back and hit the wood of the bed frame.
"Because I gave you my clothes to wear and because I let you sleep in my bed?" He asked her accusingly.
She did not understand what he was saying, nor had she imagined it all.
"I treated you well because I knew you were tied to me. I suspected it. And if I had let you bleed to death, then I would have died." He said.
So that was it?
What was his true motive?
He had only been kind and caring to her because he had only fared for his life.
Because if she died, then so did he.
"Xaden, I believe you should be calm with her," Marie said, touching his shoulder in an attempt to calm him down.
Jasmine gritted her teeth in further anger to see that the liar Marie was trying to appease her.
She wanted to lash at her and tell her that she did not need her pity or his refraining from her.
She hated the fact that it was yelling at her in front of the woman she knew had lied about everything.
But she said nothing.
Xaden ignored Marie’s arm on his shoulder and said. "You are a liar. You have always been a liar, and I knew that I could not trust you. Maybe it has always been your plot to be tethered to me and kill yourself so that I, in turn, would die.
"My lord, I would never do such a-
"Silence." He ordered, and her lips went hush.
"My apologies, my lord," Jasmine said. "I had thought wrong."
She now felt very uncomfortable standing in the room, looking down at her hands with his clothes on.
"I will make you watch when I kill your father." He promised her. "Initially, I had wanted to kill you beforehand for your
Betrayal, but no. I will let you live. You will watch him die."
Then a fake and coy smile played on his lips. "Or perhaps your father should watch you die. His precious daughter."
She grimaced.
If only he knew that she genuinely meant nothing to him, he would let her go.
She looked down at her hands. "May I leave, my lord?"
"Yes, you may." He said.
She started to turn on her heels and walk away when he stopped her.
"Wait."
She froze and turned around, hoping he wanted to tell her something swell.
That he genuinely did not mean the words he had said.
But when she turned, she only faced a cold man.
"You will not return to Loren’s quarters." He said. "You will return to your former room with the other female servants."
Her eyes widened in shock, but she could not counter what he said.
"You shall eat your meals there. And you shall sleep there. You shall no longer live with Loren. I see that my giving you freedom has made you have the audacity to do the things you do
She signed heavily. "But I assumed that you took me away from the servant’s room because they attacked. If I die, you die."
"And you think that because we are tethered together you will get some special treatment?" He asked. "You are far from right. You will sleep in the servants from and endure whatever harshness they give you. It is a little punishment for a betrayal, do you not think? I mean, for someone who sent an assassin to kill an Alpha. Usually, the punishment is death."
She tensed up.
"But in your case. Lucky for you, you are tethered to me, and thus, you can live. Or will you prefer the dungeons, perhaps?" He asked.
"No, my lord." She said. "Whatever you give me, I will accept gracefully."
Then he rang a bell, and two guards came in.
They had on even heavier chains than the last one he had given her.
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