Cara pov
What?” I gasped, feeling the world spin around me. “A Cupbearer? But that’s impossible. There are no rogue Cupbearers. Our kind heals, we don’t harm.”
Debby’s face was grim as she shook her head. "That’s what we believe its true. But who says an Omega can be a pureblood. Or that you of all will be a pureblood cupbearer.”
“But that's…different, I still try to cling to the rational thoughts, scared of having my worldviews scattered again.”
“Look cara,” debby showed me the wound and from the mouth of the wound was ozing a dark light. these marks… they’re from one of us. If there’s a rogue Cupbearer out there, it changes a lot of things,....its means that they know. And our life is in danger Cara.” She said with a serious expression.
A chill ran through me. A rogue Cupbearer? Co
