Emmalee
Instead of dragging me outside, they take me deeper into the mountains.
I'm still coughing and the pain in my neck is unbearable. The blow came from out of nowhere and left me disoriented.
I'll be lucky if I'll manage to utter a word after this.
The men I'm being carried by drop me on the ground. My knees hit the impossibly hard ground and bruise instantly. I shoot the one on my left a glare.
He's not even looking at me.
What's going on?
I don't have to wonder for long. Sasha walks through the darkened entrance, her eyes on me. I knew there was something off about this whole affair.
My dislike toward her deepens as she closes the distance between us. It's evident that the feeling is mutual. I hate her for being Romain's fated mate and she detests me for being the one
