Chapter 74 War Drums

• The storm hadn’t ended when dawn broke.
• Thunder still rolled low and heavy over the city, as though the sky itself knew war was coming.
• Raven stood at the wide window of Jaxon’s chambers, watching the rain streak down the glass. Her reflection stared back at her hollow-eyed, wild-haired, her skin still marked with faint smears of blood she hadn’t been able to scrub clean. She looked like someone else. Someone dangerous.