Amos’ pov
“She isn't just putting herself in danger; your plans will be ruined. Goddess, associating with us is dangerous.” Zayn reminded me smugly.
While I seethed with resentment, another, more ridiculous thought wormed its way into my mind. What if... what if she wasn't just confident but also reckless? What if she was seeking out her mate, drawn to that dark force like a moth to a flame?
The thought filled me with a sense of dread, but also a perverse sort of excitement. Perhaps I could use her ignorance to my advantage.
A pang of guilt threatened to fill me if I did not look away from her sad eyes. She trusted me, believed in me, and yet here I was, plotting to use her for my own selfish gain.
To me, she wasn't a friend. She wasn't someone I trusted. She was on a throne that was
