Chapter 44 Reika Shifting

• APOLLO'S POV
• I stood frozen for a second, my rage boiling over the moment I saw her—Reika, my mate—bound and held tightly by that vile woman. Her. The one Reika had described so vividly in pain and fear. Her name was Anya. I didn’t need confirmation. The resemblance to Reika’s words was too perfect: raven-black hair cascading like ink down her back, blood-red lips curved into a smirk that was more venom than smile, and those icy eyes that held no remorse. Her mocking face tilted slightly as if enjoying the twisted game she was playing.
• She was wearing a skin-tight silver gown that shimmered under the torches of the Shadow Claw estate. A slit ran dangerously high along her thigh, revealing far more than anyone decent would show while holding someone hostage. The fabric clung to her in a way that screamed arrogance, like she knew everyone was watching and wanted it that way.