FELDA

“I said leave...”

My words broke off in a gasp as his hand wrapped around my neck. My eyes widened. His grip wasn’t soft this time, it was tight, firm, and full of rage. My chest rose and fell fast. I could barely breathe.

“You think you can order me around now?... because of what?” His voice was sharp, and cutting. “Because you’re a queen? Or because you’re a witch?”

“D-Daze…” I choked, tears burning the corners of my eyes. “Please… let me go. I’m sorry. ...