Chapter 17 Blood And Betrayal [Warning]

• The crackle of broken glass beneath boots echoed like thunder in the quiet night. The figure strode toward them with the slow and deadly confidence of someone who knew they held all the power. Ivy’s breath caught in her throat, her heart pounding so hard that it felt like it might shatter her ribs.
• “Elias,” she hissed, as she stared at the dark figure approaching. “He’s coming.”
• “I see him,” Elias muttered, blood dripping from a cut on his temple. His eyes stayed fixed on the figure as he reached into his jacket, pulling out his gun with practiced ease. “Stay low, and don’t move.”