Riven’s expression didn't shift by even a fraction. The knife at her throat, the blood on her skin...none of it broke his stone-cold mask. Instead, he took a slow, deliberate step toward her, his voice dropping into a dangerous, deadly quiet."Tell me the truth, Zara," Riven demanded, his dark eyes cutting into hers. "You were sent here to be a distraction, weren't you? Because Alpha Zakiel is planning something far worse for us right now... isn't he?"Zara froze, her trembling fingers clutching the dagger tighter against her throat. Her breath hitched, but her lips stayed sealed, the terror of what she knew battling with her desperate grip on Riven. She refused to speak, her silence heavy and damning.Riven let out a cold, sharp laugh, shaking his head with absolute disdain."Look at you," he scoffed, gesturing to the blade pressed against her neck. "How can you stand there and claim you love me? How can you look me in the eye and pretend your heart belongs to me, when even now,
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