Chapter 15
- Deric
- The wind howled against the walls as I stepped through the gates, the sound only amplified my confusion. Ronan was supposed to tell Jaxon, but of course, he didn’t. He probably thought he was doing me a favor by keeping it quiet. I should’ve known. Jaxon was suspicious already, and when he asked what “stuff” I meant, I almost choked on my own damn breath.
- Moonshade dust.