Jesse
Mia had told me earlier that someone would betray me, when she whispered in my ear.
But she was not sure who it was.
That was the part that stayed with me.
So I gave her a small device.
A tracker. A mini recorder. Something discreet enough that it would not be noticed easily, but strong enough to capture everything happening around her.
She agreed to use it.
She said she was certain the second prince would make a move against her, and she wanted enough evidence against him. But she was also very clear about one thing.
She told me not to disclose the plan to anyone.
Not even my beta.
I paused when she said that. My beta had been with me for years, and I trusted him in ways that did not require explanation. But Mia did not look uncertain when she said it. She looked sure in h
