Sovereign
“Roland paced before Jordin in the Sanctuary’s great chamber like a lion in a cage. “Tell me everything!”
Michael stood to one side, glaring at Jordin as if she, not the virus, were the scourge that hung over her own life.
Cain leaned against a carved pillar to her left, the seduction gone from his eyes.
The change in them was profound. The realization of Immortality cut short wasn’t sitting well with them.
“I have,” Jordin said. “Maybe you should have listened more closely the first time.”
Michael was on her like a cat, hand around her throat. “You will remember your place, Sovereign!” she hissed.
“I…. do.”
“Release her!” Roland snapped.
That Jordin was the only one in the room who might survive the virus could not be lost on them. If this didn’t give her an advantage, it at least emboldened her. The only thing was, she hardly cared if she lived or died at the moment.
Michael slowly released her grip. “Then watch your tongue or I’ll cut it out,” she said, shoving her.
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