Zadekiah’s POVPity was even worse than death. The word shouldn't have been made into existence. It's not care. Neither was it concern. It's just a means to look down on others. “Get out.” I said, moving away from that woman. The moon cuffs still twisted around my wrist whenever Zion tried to move or give a reaction. He probably didn't like the way I spoke to Sovia. Annoying. “You're injured…” she said, getting on her feet. I groaned when I saw the bag she was trying to hold together. Quite larger than her small frame. “I know a little bit of medicine, since the Alpha King has…” At the mention of my father, I glared at her, cutting Sovia off with a sharp scoff. “I don't need your help, Red. Get out.” “No.” She said, swallowing hard. One step, and she didn't dare take another one. “We are mates now—you can't abandon me.” In a low voice, she rolled her eyes then her hands moved over to her stomach. “Besides I'm carrying your child.” My face twisted, “My child? You mean the
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