Poppy nodded. "He's right. It was all in my head."
"Bullshit!" Xavian growled out, gaze darkening. "I call bullshit."
"Do you think she's lying?" Manuel asked with a smile. "Are you lying, my sweet butterfly?"
Poppy shook her head. "No."
"Then tell him to his face."
She stared Xavian dead in the eyes, saying, "I don't love you, Xavian. I never did."
[LIES!] Rakai rumbled inside of Xavian, adding to his already pumping rage. [She's ours. She belongs to us, she is our mate! Kill him, Xavian!]
Manuel huffed a laugh at the clear oozing murderous intent from him. "Looks like he doesn't believe you, Poppy. I want you to make him believe."
Poppy asked, "How?"