Bazzel was standing outside the prison looking ahead. Myla Marine sat with her head bowed behind the thick wooden bars. Her arrogance, pride and swagger had been shattered, her tactics had been reversed, she had made an enemy of Alpha and now everyone knew her life was about to get worse.
Fear surrounded her being.
Bazzel Raq remembered the night a few days ago when he had reached the Marine Palace following Vim Raq.
In the darkness of the night, under the dim lights of the Marine Palace, the sight of Vim Raq talking to a member of the palace was shocking to Bazzel Raq.
“I mean, Alpha was right, deceit and treachery run in the blood of the Marine family. This time too, the traitor has come from the Marine family.” He muttered pitifully, but he did not know then that the traitor was not
