Once upon a time, in a distant land, there lived a beast that imprisoned his prey outside of time. He captured her, unraveled her, destroyed her and never let her go.
Love entrapped his heart; lust stole his soul—leaving nothing but a terrible beast. He was supposed to hunt his prey to sate his appetite, but ultimately fell in love—to remain hungry for eternity.
She swore to tear down all his defenses and break the tomb he had built around his heart, to make him fall apart, but ultimately she was the one who split her existence into past and present.
We were captured and deceived by time, which became our greatest enemy. We were struck by a spell, which bound us together. No witch cast that spell. I was born with a curse—a curse that ran in my bloodline—which stole my past, tortured my present, and changed my future.
A hex to see things that others couldn’t.
I didn’t know a spell could entangle my fate with another’s without any warning. I never knew I’d always belonged to him...not in this time but many centuries ago. My fate was already sold to his existence.
I was born to be prey—destined for the hideous black beast.