"You're not the only one watching this little game unfold."

Olivia's words echoed in Mia's mind as she hurried back to her room, heart pounding against her ribs. She locked the door behind her and leaned against it, trying to slow her breathing. Was Olivia a threat or an ally? The woman was impossible to read.

Sleep evaded Mia that night. She tossed and turned, replaying the dinner conversation, Selen's threat, and the secret greenhouse meeting until the first light of dawn filtered through ...