Chapter 110 — More Than That
- ~ CATHERINE ~
- Rain burrows into the softness of my cheeks as I barrel across the soaked landscape, dodging debris and shattered concrete. Each of my ragged exhale is matched by the soft slap of my boots against wet metal.
- The warning from my sources came too late, which means the fight between Blackthorn and the vampire sect they call the Crimson Court might be over in minutes.