-Octavia-
Zane! He is here! What the hell is he doing here? And… alone? I wondered. I glanced over my shoulder, half-expecting something to lunge at me any second, but there was no one. I turned back to my brother, who stood calmly, hands casually tucked in his pockets.
He was dressed like he was attending a fine dinner—or maybe even a coronation? Over my dead body, I thought. There was no way a crown was going to rest on that snake’s head, least of all my dead mate’s crown.
“Am I late for the funeral?” he inquired, a wicked smile spreading across his face. “Or just in time?”
His voice darkened at the end. He knew it was a trap, the asshole. But it didn’t matter. He was here now, ready for me to unleash all my rage and pain on him—and by the Goddess, there was no end to that.
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