The Rogue King’s Servant Mate
I looked up at him, utterly confused, and panic shot through my chest.
Bland grey orbs stared back at me, and I stumbled as I tried to move back suddenly.
THAT’S NOT DARWIN
Wilson and Freya bristled at the disturbance, but I didn’t care.
“Who are you?” I swore hotly as I moved back.
As quick as lighting, the imposter grabbed for my arm, and before I could react, I felt the cold, sharp edge of a weapon at my throat.
Lily’s scream pierced through the air, and the room erupted in uproar.