ZINA
Falcon excused himself and left the room to wait for Zina outside the Temple, while Zina faced Seraph squarely, gripping the other woman's frail shoulders in her fingers.
Zina smiled. "The Alpha King cannot do anything to me without enough cause. Besides, remember I've an agreement with him?" She said in an attempt to reassure the maidservant.
Only if Seraph knew that her and Daemon's lips had been together on two occasions and much more—or perhaps less—was at stake than her life and her position.
Her heart was at stake.
Her mind was at stake.
