SONYA'S POV
I slowly open my eyes, squinting against the soft light filtering through the window, only to realize I'm in Reign's bed with absolutely no memory of how I got there.
I'm wearing one of his shirts and nothing else, which is concerning but also... not entirely unwelcome?
Goddess, I'm a mess.
Just then, yesterday's events come crashing back like a tidal wave.
The kidnapping. Zane. Ravenna's dark magic burning through my veins.
And Derek.
Derek pointing a gun at me.
Derek admitting he never cared.
Derek revealing that six years, six entire years of what I thought was friendship, connection, maybe even love, was nothing but calculated manipulation.
My chest tightens, and suddenly I can't breathe.
‘You were always just a means to an end, Sonya. The pathetic little omega w
