Chapter 50
- Kaelen POV
- I swear Myra walks like she owns every square inch of territory she steps on, even when it isn’t hers.
- I show her down one of Nightfang’s side halls, hands shoved in my pockets, trying to look casual and not like I’m looking forward to this. She’s got this bounce in her step—like she’s taking mental notes on everything. Probably judging us. Probably judging me most of all.