"They're weak and foolish, and they dare covet you? And why, why are you so kind to them? Why isn't all this kindness meant just for me? I want you all to myself, to be good only to me!”
"You're insane.”
Phoenix shook his head. Yet Maximus smiled, "Yes, and that's why Prescott must die.”
The mention of Prescott stirred something in Phoenix, but she stifled the emotion, fearing it would draw his attention and truly lead him to carry out his threat.
But no matter how much she tried to hide it, she couldn't fool Maximus, who knew her too well.
"So you care about him that much? Enough to betray Ignite Camp, betray me, and even risk your life to protect him?!”
He growled lowly, but Phoenix pretended not to hear.
For reasons she couldn't yet reveal, her betrayal of Ignite Camp wasn't for anyone else but a personal vendetta.
"I won't let you die.”
Orion opened a lunchbox, bringing a bowl of soup to her lips.
She turned her head away, clearly refusing, even as he pinched her chin, forcing her to face the bowl, she remained unresponsive, resigned to her fate.
"Not drinking, huh?” Orion scoffed, taking a sip of the soup himself, "Then I'll just have to feed it to you one mouthful at a time.”
"I'll drink!”
Phoenix quickly changed her tune, even moving her hands, "Just untie me, and I'll eat by myself.”
Her sudden compliance caught Orion off guard.
In the original book, Maximus had to feed Phoenix a few mouthfuls before she submitted and agreed to eat on her own, but now, she had surrendered without him having to do anything.
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