|| Penelope ||
The plot was all set.
“This is dark sorcery,” Ancient Maya continued, her voice ringing with authority. “Theodore used Isabella’s blood to create a false bond. The dark thread is proof of his treachery.”
I smiled inwardly as I knew Theodore would need blood from a close kin of mine to perform this fake mate bond act. Who else could it be if not Isabella tied to this magic? You wanted to hurt me, my dear uncle. Now I want to see how you can save your precious daughter.
The crowd erupted into chaos, their shock turning to outrage. Isabella looked as though she might faint, her guilt written plainly across her face. I allowed a single tear to roll down my cheek, my voice breaking as I spoke.
“Izzy… why would you do this to me? I trusted you…”
Isabella opened her mouth to
