“Because I’m Alina Van Helsing, and I swore vengeance for the slaughter of my family.” My chest burned with the words, throat aching with the sobs tearing from it. I heaved shaky, deep breaths, hands shaking as I asked, desperation fueling the frenzied question, “Why can’t I kill you?” “Fated mates can never kill each other, Alina,” he breathed out. And with those words, my soul died.
