Page 99 of Savage Throne
“Yes.”
“Everybody that fell?”
“That too.”
“And when she fiercely yelled at them?”
“All of it, Leo.” Song’s eyes flicked to me. "Deng has the footage. He will edit it and then within an hour he will send the video off to every news outlet in the East.”
“Have him send it to the ones in Paradise City too.Allshould see what the Mountain Mistress has done.”
“We promised not to have her family see it.”
“Lei will make sure her sisters don’t see it. I’m confident in that, but the rest of her family should know that she can wield violence too. They should beveryafraid. She is a monster after all.”
Song put his view in front of us. “Then, I’ll instruct Deng.”
We continued down the path.
Our men trailed behind us.
By morning, Paradise City would learn soon enough what had transpired tonight. In the East, they would whisper about Monique, the outsider who had taken a seat that was never meant for her, a seat that no one would know that I had forced her to claim.
I looked down at her face, streaked with smears of blood and dirt, yet somehow still radiant in her unconsciousness.
There was a peace there, delicate and deceptive, that clawed at something buried deep within me.
She’s so beautiful.
These nights were rare when I allowed myself to dwell on this feeling—this uninvited and foolish attraction for her.
How could it take my son so long to truly make her his? She’s just. . .captivating. . .No. Stop it.
These thoughts were as unnecessary as they were dangerous.
Yet, as the moonlight cast her features in a soft glow, something tugged at my heart.
A year ago, when I first began to weave this plan, there had been moments when a thought crossed my mind—small, fleeting seconds where I wondered if I could just stay alive and keep Monique for myself.
If I could abandon this path of calculated ruin and seize a happiness that was not mine to claim.
But I knew better.
Such desires were selfish.
Ungodly.
Lei needed her more than I ever could. My son, with his fractured spirit and haunted eyes, needed her light to guide him through the shadows I had created.
Butknowingthat fact andbelievingit were two very different things.
As I felt the steady rise and fall of her chest, a question whispered through my mind.
Am I making the right choice? Should I simply give her to Lei?
Monique shifted slightly in her sleep.
Next, her brow furrowed as if a nightmare tried to reclaim her.
