Page 15 of Savage Throne

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Page 15 of Savage Throne

I couldn’t tell you how I was able to keep pushing forward. Perhaps, it was fear that motivated my legs to move.

“I’m sure you understand, Monique.”

I opened my mouth but the words caught in my throat.

“You would do the same, wouldn’t you? For someone you loved that deeply?”

“I. . .” I blinked.

Song glanced over his shoulder.

I swallowed. “I would have just kept the ring.”

Leo laughed.

Chuckling, Song put his view back in front of him.

“Don’t worry, Monique. After my teachings, you just might start carrying fingers around.”

What? Teachings? Naw, man. I don’t need you to teach me about human fingers.

Still, those words swirled around me like an icy wind, chilling and disconcerting.

More thunder rumbled in the sky.

Leo picked up his pace, I had no choice but to follow, my legs burning as we hurried along.

The Palace was getting closer and closer.

Soon we approached the Palace’s service entrance, I could feel the shift in the air.

There, Bolin stood with several men and nodded at us. “Good evening, Grand Master.”

“Thank you for all of your help tonight, Bolin.”

Traitor.

Bolin did a dramatic bow. “Anything for you, Uncle Leo.”

My throat went dry.

I doubted Lei knew that Bolin had been helping his father all along.

My baby is going to have to clean up around here. I get that Bolin loves Leo but this is disloyal.

Bolin put his view on me and nodded. “Good evening, Mountain Mistress.”

Remaining silent, I scowled at Bolin.

Fuck you, dude. If you hadn’t helped, I could have been still at the cook-out and then getting dicked down later in my bedroom.

I turned away from him, refusing to give the traitor any more attention.

Leo caught that and smiled.

We rounded the corner and headed toward the back where the helipad was located.

Leo didn’t break stride. “You don’t like Bolin?”