-Octavia-
I stood in my room, staring into the mirror above the large white marble sink. I ran my hand over the foggy glass and scrutinized my reflection. Had I really agreed to help him? My father’s murder—was I out of my mind for coming back here? That seemed like the only explanation.
Or maybe he’s our mate, and if he asked you to get down on your knees and—
“Oh, look who woke up,” I said sarcastically. “Come to join the hell of a party I call my life?”
You’re the one who doesn’t like my near. And to be honest, I don’t really enjoy being around you either.
“I figured that out.”
I sighed and ran my hands over my face. No, I told myself. I was doing this for the sake of payback. Even though I hadn’t given up on my plan to kill the king, my brother was also responsible for my father’
