Lina shot out of bed, her heart drumming against her chest. She could hear her blood rushing and feelthe erratic beats hammering against her ribcage as her pulse raced wildly. Her eyes widened with the realization of what the strings meant.
Red thread of fate.
Lina's gaze trembled. Shortly after the man had jumped into the whirlpool, she had witnessed the Princess follow, and then a red string had shot out of the vortex.
Wouldn't this mean… the man and Lina were destined? Who was the man?
"Dove," Kaden breathed out, astonished by the sight of her sitting upright.
Lina's head turned to the side. She jumped. Kaden was standing at the doorway, his collar disheveled as if he had gotten into a fight. His gaze was burning through her. Why did he always look like a menace to society?
Him and his disgruntled expression; sharp jawline with dark hair and even darker eyes.
