39. I need to kill a bitch.

It didn't take Rhia long time to understand what was the thing, or more precisely - a person the stranger was coming for. The shadows and dark, dominant aura meant only one thing.

The Prince of Oblivion, the man Rhia was promised to, had arrived for his claim. As much as she didn't want to admit it, the only thing young woman could think of was Wrath. His possessive, territorial nature wouldn't d