Chapter Fifty One

Lucianna’s POV

I jumped back in a breath and Fhoxia turned around, slowly walking back beside Roscoe.

Did she say that I will be my mate’s death?

“What the fuck, Roscoe?!” I exclaimed in a controlled scream. Are they trying to fuck up my head? Manipulate me? What?! “If you are trying to use me to have your revenge, try using a different way than this obvious stage play!”

Fhoxia turned to face me this time that made my eyes divert to her for a second. When she seems to be still, I looked at Roscoe again and raised a brow to his ‘tired’ look.

What? Is...