Marked by Fate
“And don’t call her Gamma. Her status is in question. For now, she’s just Emma. Or prisoner No. 1.”
The door shuts behind them. Silence falls.
“Why let her go on like that?” Fiona asks, cheeks flushed with rage.
“Because now we know,” I say calmly. “She’s just a jealous, bitter bitch.”
“I’m glad you did,” Matt says, exhaling as he sinks into his seat. “Now I understand. Now I can handle it.”
Before the calm can fully settle, a link crackles to life.
Mummy. Daddy. More humans coming. From the east. Get ready. Let my wolves out—they can help. I love you.
Bab Populer