Chapter 41 A Need
- Alaric advances on me, the wooden floorboard creaks underneath the force of his boots, and he steps over the pile of ash, covering the distance between us in a blink of an eye.
- "I didn't mean to!" I sob out, trembling from head to toe. "I didn't mean to!"
- "Stop!" Alaric roars. "Just stop, Kyra! Don't you dare cry over that piece of shit! Don't you dare!"