"You should kill me," Zilia said, her voice trembling as tears welled in her eyes. "But I cannot speak of my master. I swore an oath."
Casaio's expression darkened. Rage surged through him like wildfire. "You think I'll show you mercy because of what we once shared?" he hissed, his eyes flashing a dangerous crimson red. He seized her throat with one hand, tightening his grip until her breath hitched.
Zilia didn't resist. Her body remained still, eyes fluttering as her windpipe was completely crushed beneath his grasp. She looked as though she had surrendered to her fate.
"I found the pictures. The envelopes. Hidden in your home." Casaio leaned in, whispering against her ear as his fingers slowly released her throat. "You are a spy of the Blood Dominion Pack. And that man in the photographs, the one you played your little love games with, I'll find him. I'll make you watch as I tear him apart."
