Chapter 106 Restraint, My Foot

• ~Ivy
• Lysander’s face was anything but gentle. It was hardened—grimy and torn between compassion and fury. But I couldn’t care less. I remained still, lips sealed, letting him simmer in his rage.
• “Ivy, answer me!” he demanded, voice rising, eyes locked on mine with a fire that could burn through stone. “I need answers. What’s the reason for this warrant? Don’t tell me this is about Ethan. Was I just a pawn in your fight with him?”