– All in her mother.
A voice behind me — low, with a hoarse rumble. A shiver runs through me, and I whip around sharply.
In front of me is a tall, powerfully built man. He looks straight ahead, with not a hint of a smile. From that gaze, an icy cold crawls down my spine.
– You’re Anzor’s daughter? — he says harshly.
I nod.
– Yes, I’m Alina Karaeva. And who are you? Did you know my father?
A predatory smirk touches his lips.
– Now you belong to me.
Everything around me seems to stop. What? Did I hear wrong?
– I searched for your family for far too long. Finally, we’ve met! And what a convenient thing that you came here yourself.
– What?.. What are you talking about? — I gasp, taking a step back.