“He probably didn’t think I’d agree, but there was no other way out. Not that he was actually giving me a way out, either. I knew it was bullshit. I knew as soon as Trofim was dead and my plane landed, my father would be there to drag me back home and sell me to the highest bidder. But getting on that flight to Russia was my best chance at making a run for it. I had a new identity lined up; I just needed to get far enough away from my father to put my plan into action.”
“You didn’t have to kill Trofim.” Mikhail narrows his eyes. “If all you wanted to do was escape, you could have taken the flight and ran.”
I shake my head. “I know what happens when lineages get messy in our world. If Trofim took back power, he could have come looking for me. If he found me, he never would have let Dante
