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“Where is your human mate? I want to meet her.”

“Her name is Freya and she is still with her nurse at the dorms. She has…amnesia.”

My uncle stopped what he was doing and threw me a confused look. “Amnesia?”

“She can’t remember who she was or what happened to her on Earth?”

“Well, that’s odd. Did they not give her crystal meds?”

“They will now, I think. I told the King I’d come back for her.” I returned the blade to it’s sheath and pulled out another.

“Better be careful, boy. These warriors are hungry for mates. You should’ve insisted that she come with you.”

I snorted. “Come with me where? Oh, I know. I’ll take her barb hunting instead of mating her.”

My uncle narrowed his gaze, pressing his lips into a thin line.

“I was kidding. Besides, no one will dare try to claim what is already mine.”

My uncle grinned. “Sounds like you like her.”

“She stood out. There was something about her.”

“Ah…you know that our King has quite a gift, right? Almost everything he’s prophesied has come true in one form or another.”

“Almost everything…” I replied, and then looked off into the distance at the setting sun. The red shade on the horizon reminded me of Freya’s hair. Her eyes reminded me of a translucent jade crystal. My heart had quickened when she was placed in front of me. Her scent was the first thing I noticed about her. She smelled of serenity and freedom. I had no choice but to look up at her face, and when I did, I knew I couldn’t say no.

But how could the King have chosen me out of all the finest warriors to be paired with a mate? I destroyed everything I touched. I could not destroy her.