Chapter 99 Ashes And Oaths

• Dawn bled into the forest like a bruise. Grey light spilled between the trees, cold and thin, revealing the wreckage of the night. Mud churned underfoot, branches snapped like brittle bones, and Raven’s clothes clung to her skin, heavy with rain.
• She’d thought exhaustion would numb her, but every step only sharpened her senses. Jason’s men weren’t shadows anymore; they were wolves circling in daylight.
• Jaxon moved ahead of her, his body a shield even when there was no cover. His shirt clung to his back, torn and bloodstained, but his stride never faltered. Every muscle in him was iron, every glance over his shoulder a silent vow: I’ll get us out.