Chapter 249

• I swallowed hard, trying to make sense of the twisted logic, the sheer audacity. Fiona had manipulated my mate. Liam had been blindsided, horrified, but still there was a flicker of respect—or maybe fear—in his eyes, the way he glanced at the vial like it might shatter in his hands.
• “You think you can play a friend and just get away with it?” Zayne demanded.
• Fiona smirked, and I swear, I wanted to punch that smirk off her face. “Oh, I don’t get away. I give myself a choice. You all give me my choice, or your precious little mate sleeps forever.”