Chapter 47
- Tessa's POV:
- The wind was still cool that morning, the kind that nipped at your skin and whispered warnings if you listened closely. I stood a little behind Lucian as we crouched low in the thick brambles edging the Eastwood border, eyes trained on Tori.
- He had wanted me to stay back at the estate, insisting he had enough men to catch Tori. But I couldn't stay back. This was my fight too.