>>>Zabella’s POVDo not trust Fazku or Zhang, they will never let him live.” Her voice suddenly said in my head as she looked at me and gestured for me to give her my hand. Understood. I replied as I gave her my hand.
She took the napkin from the tray and produced a small golden hilted blade and she slashed across my hand, and then forced it into a fist and held it over one side of the table until a small pool collected. She then walked to Atlas and did the same, quickly removing the tray from the table. It only took a moment, but our blood started to rush to each other, and created a new pool in the center. “They are Fated Mates.” She announced, and there wasn’t a more divided room.
