Seventy-one

Sibane's POV

This woman… she was testing the very limits of my self-control, of my sanity. I didn't know what she was doing at Nkosana's house at this hour, and frankly, I didn't have the strength or energy to deal with her or whatever new storm she came to stir. I was tired—bone-deep tired.

I'd been sitting in the car, waiting, watching the seconds crawl by while Nkosana took his time handling… whatever. But when it dragged on too long, I couldn't take it anymore. I opened the door and walked toward the house myself.

"I've found you a proper new wife—someone who can carry on the Xulu bloodline. Yanelisa!" her voice rang out just as I reached the door.