RHEA'S POV.“Why won't anyone tell me what's going on?” I ask the guard who ushers me into a dimly lit room, but I get no response from him. I was napping in my bedroom when armed soldiers barged in and asked me to follow them. They escorted me out of the Harem quarters and brought me to the castle
RHEA'S POV.“Get on your feet and start moving!” The guard who walks into the room barks, but I'm too weak and stunned to move.…you will be punished for your crimes…Those words are still ringing in my mind. The wild look in his eyes spoke a hundred unspoken promises to me when he said those words
RHEA’S POV.“Alina.” I call in a shaky voice. She offers me a crooked smile that doesn't reach her eyes.“If you get hanged in public, that will be better than spending the rest of your life in a prison cell. Don't worry, I'll pick up from where you left. I'll have you in mind every time I want to m
ASHANTI'S POV.I've been pacing about since the moment I got into this bedroom. My mind is restless, my heart is beating too fast, and sweating out of nervousness and confusion. I have no idea what's going on. When Beta Ronald got me out of that dungeon cell, I thought he was taking me to the execut
ASHANTI’S POV.Alpha Reagan accompanies me to the hallway that leads to Rhea's cell. I have tried to get him off my back time and again, but he's adamant to stay behind. He wants to go with me to the cell and hear what I have to talk about with Rhea.“You know what you're about to do is invasion of
“Ashanti, leave.” She sneers and her voice is a shaky mess.“Not until you tell me why you hate me so much. What did I ever do to you, Rhea? Why did you always have to treat me with so much hatred and disdain? Why?” I ask bitterly and all hell breaks loose.“Because you always thought you were bette
ASHANTI'S POV.I'm terribly upset that Alina got away again. I don't know how she does it, but I'm going to give it to her. She's good. She knows how to use her power and influence to her advantage and she's not slacking off. She's so desperate to get me out of Alpha Reagan's life that she's ready
ASHANTI'S POV. “Ashanti…” He whispers my name and reaches out for my left hand. I rear back angrily, ripping my hand away from his hold. If I let him hold my hand, a torrent of butterflies will take flight in my stomach, my heart will go soft and I will not address this issue with the severity I ha