#Chapter 46: Angel

Draken

I felt like a fool.

More than that, really. A moron, a pawn—an outright idiot. And what burned worse than the shame itself was the realization that I had let it go on for so long.

For years, I had been in the palm of Zira’s hand, letting her spin her little web of manipulations, every lie laced with poison in little pill-sized doses.

And I had willingly swallowed each and every one.

Because