Chapter 121

• RONAN’S POV
• The classroom felt like a tomb after Ciara left. Blood still stained the floor where Alexis had shot his own man, and the metallic smell hung in the air like a threat. I watched Sarah stand there, frozen, her face white as paper. She looked like she might collapse.
• Alexis leaned away from her, turning his attention to me. Those cold blue eyes locked onto mine, and I felt something predatory shift in his expression.