CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND TWELVE
“S-Seline,” I gasp, my body still rejecting the contents that had just been forced down my throat. I give her a bitter look when her eyes widen, “Oh, don’t act so shocked. I know this is what you guys planned all along.”
I feel like shit after throwing up so much, my stomach still churning from the shock of what I’ve been forced to eat. I lean my head against the wall, uncaring of how much of a mess I’ve made, only trying to draw in breath.
A miserable laugh leaves my lips, “Balin may have tried to kill me but at least he used an arrow to shoot me. He didn’t try to break me. You guys are on a different level.”
“I don’t know what happened here, Isabel,” Fera’s voice is hard. “But I assure you Damien and I had nothing to do with it. What did Seline do?”