Sovia’s POV
What should be considered insanity — trying to seduce this wolf with psychotic tendencies or loving the way he couldn't take his eyes off me?
I didn't want to know what was going on inside his head, as long as his gaze was pinned on mine.
And this deadly game was the only way to survive this year without dying.
“Get up.”
“No, I don't want to. We are mates, aren't we?”
Something hardened, along with the rest of his body. I had a feeling he didn't like me saying those words. Shamelessly calling him my mate when I schemed my way here.
“We are nothing.” His grim, sadistic response chimed.
Both of my knees pressed against the bed, leaning forward. Zadekiah didn't flinch, but his throat bulged.
“But everyone thinks we are—you took me from my wedding, brought me to your mans
