Chapter Thirty-One

Sasha POV

Hearing my mother and Lyall talking and laughing when I wake up first thing in the morning is the last thing I need. Ever since she found out Lyall was her mate, she acts like a teenager. She has ruined everything with Michael, the stupid bitch, for a bloody warrior and not a very good one considering he submitted to Michael so he could live. I miss the fact that he doesn't come around anymore. He still pays for everything I need and puts my needs above Layla’s, but that is no longer enough as far as I am concerned.

Taking matters into my own hands, I have set up a meeting with Michael to determine when he will declare me as his heir. Putting the wolfsbane he wanted in my bag, I hid the odorless capsules in my room; they are for my purposes.

Layla and Amy walk into the school; Layla is an easy target. She shocks me as she grabs my throat. She is living my life, but not for much longer. Walking up the stairs, smiling sweetly at Diana, I make my way to Michael's office.

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