Nyxia’s POV
"You?!" I gasped, whipping around to find myself face-to-face with Alexander.
He was grinning, a self-satisfied smirk spreading across his face. “What, expecting someone else?”
I shot him a glare, feeling a surge of irritation flare up. "What are you doing here?”
“We don’t have much time,” he said, lowering his voice. “Nikolai sent me. He suspected Alaric might eventually need... help.”
My mouth dropped open, both at his admission and the implications of it. "So, Nikolai planned this?”
Alexander shrugged. “In a way, yes. Alaric would never suspect me, and I thought it would be an easy enough job.”
“An easy enough job?” I spat. “Then why did you call me a liar in front of them?”
Alexander rolled his eyes. “What was I supposed to say? You think they’d believe you have no
