Naya’s Room
Naya stormed into her lavish bedroom, slamming the door shut behind her. Her expression, once full of triumph, now twisted into anger. Her pacing was frantic, the click of her heels against the polished floors echoing through the room. She stopped abruptly, turned sharply, and slapped the witch who stood silently in the corner.The sound of the slap cut through the air like a whip.
"You fool!" Naya hissed, her voice dripping with venom. "Why didn’t you persuade him? Why didn’t you make him believe in the mate bond? Didn’t I pay you enough to be convincing?"
The witch stumbled slightly from the force of the slap, her hand instinctively flying to her stinging cheek. She turned her head back to Naya, her eyes narrowing with restrained fury.
“You dare to strike me?” the witch sa
