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Hundred and eight: final decision

Penulis: Lynda writes
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Fiona's pov

woke to the sound of footsteps close to me. My head felt heavy, and my arms were stiff. I blinked and the light from the torches stung my eyes. When my vision cleared, Wakanda was standing right in front of me.

"You have just been sold to me," he said. His voice was calm like this was something normal for him. "You will be my concubine. That completes his promise to me. In return I was to give him one part of my strongest pack. I will not give it to Zeus anymore. I already paid him ahead for this transaction. He took the money and still wanted the pack. He will not get it."

His words sank into me slowly. Sold. Concubine. Paid ahead. My body felt weak, but my mind was spinning.

I thought about Zeus. I thought about how he had told me Magnus was horrible for trading me away, and now he had done the same thing. Was this all my father’s brothers were about? Power and using me as a way to get it. First Magnus, now Zeus. Was there anyone in my bloodline who wasn’t willing to han
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