Chapter 131 Well Played

• Shyla’s P.O.V.
• Every speck of my being screamed and begged him to say ‘No’, my heart was flipping inside my chest continuously. The trust, our mutual affection, our relationship, everything was at stake, relying on the truthfulness of my mate.
• I gave him a silver dagger after Marcel’s birth, giving him full choice to stab me or not. Now, I just wanted to know whether he had used that knife or not, causing me immense pain over the course of two months.