Chapter 22
Sovia’s POV “I will end your life.” Zedekiah's words echoed inside my head, dark and filled with warning. His intense gaze bore into mine as he laid those threats. Watching his retreating figure, a low, sly smirk curved upward. My hand reached over to touch my neck—it still burned from the impact of his hand. I hissed at the slight discomfort. Zedekiah Lockham might think I’ll be under his control, but I’ll have to give him that illusion… while making sure he becomes my personal blade. Why get my hands dirty when someone else can do it? With the way he threatened the entire state today—I definitely chose the right man. Someone who’s just like me—unapologetically existing. Being Zedekiah’s mate will instill fear. No one would dare touch me. Not even my mother. “Sovia! Sovia!” I
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