OCTAVIA'S POV
"I can't explain it in detail or tell it fully, ", and there was no use pushing it up. I had no reason to argue further, if he had not explained the situation, I would have placed him under a chant and twisted all the organs in his body, he really was a lucky one.
"Since Seraphine wants my blood, why don't we give it to her?" I asked before reaching towards his knife, I'd wanted me dead so bad faking it to see what her big plan was wouldn't be so much.
I sliced a bit of my wrist while Beta Clark placed down the bottle, my drip in his hands.
He passed me a tissue before flipping it close.
"Thank you so much; I won't forget this day," he explained, and I nodded as he walked away.
I glanced down to my wrist, knowing there was no way I would be able to hide a
