e room, the rules, and her options. Yet something about him didn't feel like your typical monster. That was the worst part. It made it harder to hate him completely. She sat by the window in a

h consequences." Zaya stood, wrapping the robe tighter around herself. "You keep saying things like that-'choice' and 'consequences' as if I haven't been caged since I stepped foot in this place." Kael studied her in silence for a moment before speaking. "I don't expect you to like the arrangement. I expect you to survive it." Zaya's brows furrowed. "Survive?" He moved closer. "This isn't about comfort, Zaya. It's about trust. And you and I we're going to find out how far that can stretch." She laughed bitterly. "You want trust? Try honesty. Why me? Out of all the w