Edith's POV
It was getting hard to keep my temper in check, and I could feel anger and a need to brutally kill the one in front of me.
Just before he could hear me hum, I knew what he was and what he meant to me.
No matter what, I couldn't believe it. I was in denial. Was cursing the moon goddess and spitting on her name not enough that she had to link me to another bastard?
I couldn't understand why she would do this to me after knowing how I never wanted to be linked to another male.
Most supernatural beings knew about the myths, but none of them knew the whole truth about my life. All they assumed was that I was a crazy, thirsty b***h who loved black magic to the point of killing everything I held dear.
None of them knew how broken and hurtful those myths were to me.
"Edith," the
