chapter 40

Beast pov.

My days had been a relentless torment, leaving me on the brink of despair. The urge to bang my head against the wall was almost irresistible. Why did she have to leave me? My love for her knows no bounds, and I would do anything to ensure her happiness.

Seeking solace, I settled onto a rickety stool at the village bar, needing a drink to quell the storm of emotions within. The nagging question loomed over me – if she wasn't in the village, where could she have disappeared to?

The truth gnawed at me. I couldn't fathom why she was so afraid of me, even after I had pledged my unwavering love to her throughout my life. My frustration reached a boiling point, and I struck the table with a force that drew the collective gaze of the bar's patrons. I cared little if their whispers grew louder; my struggle was to keep the beast within me at bay, to avoid any potential violence.