Chapter hundred seven

Ariah's POV

The world was closing in on me. That was my first thought when I heard Ethan's words.

I saw the look in his eyes, he wasn't denying me at all, he was just helpless at that point. I saw Ethan at his lowest of lows, I never thought I'd get to see him so powerless, never. But there he was, standing above me, hands tied and his decision willed in the favor of his people.

When he walked out of the room, I looked up and saw the scornful looks on the faces of the elders. On Layla's face, was a smirk and a triumphant sparkle in those radiant eyes of hers. I imagined the days, weeks, months, and even years ahead, she had won, and Layla had Ethan all to herself now.

"Take her out of our sight!" An elder snarled and I felt a guard tug under my arm.

The next moment he gripped my hand and hurled me violently to my feet. I gasped a pain shot through my body.

"I'll take it from here." Lowell's calm voice said and he grabbed my arm and led me out. "I suppose you do not have any