Chapter 82 Eighty Two
- DANE'S POV
- Ivar stormed through the doors, his face set in grim determination. “We’ve found out who is behind the attack,” he announced. I spun around to face him, my anger barely contained.
- My emotions surged as I glanced back at Astrid, who lay motionless and unconscious in the bed, her pale face a stark contrast to the crisp white sheets.