Revenge

[Amya’s POV]

I kept my gaze fixed on the scenery outside of the carriage as Mykel laid his head against my shoulder. Something about having him so close to me calmed my jumbled nerves. Despite knowing that we were only going to my parent's house to get revenge, I couldn’t stop the anxiety that I felt at going back.

It had already been many years since I lived in this place, as I was sent away early to learn to be a proper bride. How parents could so easily sell off their child was beyond me, but that was how mine was. I could only hope that Brayden was still safe and sound.

‘It’s going to be fine.’ Mia said, jolting me from my thoughts.

‘Go spend time with your mate and stay out of my head.’ I huffed, attempting to push her away.

‘You were the one being loud with them.’ Mia pointed out.

‘Whatever.’

Rolling my eyes, I gave a strong mental push, sending Mia stumbling backwards into Armal’s arms. I was sure.

Letting out a huff of frustration, I took in the much-too familiar scenery that