Chapter 40 Blade For Blade
- Raven
- For the second time since I had met Hannah, she had a blade pressed to my throat. And if the infuriating curl to her lips was any indication, she was loving this little power imbalance. But I had learned from our last encounter, and I was prepared.
- “You seem to enjoy holding a knife to my throat, Hannah,” I said, lifting my chin. “But this time, I’m not unarmed.”