Myra’s POV.
My breathing stopped which forced me to open my eyes immediately. I was forced to muffle back a scream that I had wanted to let out, to let people know that I was being threatened.
Octavia stood on my head, a smirk on her face as she pressed into my neck more. I was beginning to choke, almost seeing the stars. I tapped her hands, just to let her know that she has won whatever game is trying to place but it was to no avail.
“I guess this has to be it.” She mocked, pressing more.
My breath hinged and at the same moment, Octavia let me go. A smile on her face. “I love it when you were practically begging me to let you live. That is how you should be always, be at my mercy, act like you would die anytime that I want.” S he said, proud about it.
She has just threatened to kill
