Chapter 75 Shadows Of Trust

• Eli’s POV
• The air was thick with the metallic fragrance of blood and sweat. My chest heaved as I leaned against the cold stone wall, waiting for any indication of pursuit. Every pulse of my heart resonated in my ears, a terrible reminder of how close we had come to death. Again.
• “We need to keep moving,” Ava muttered beside me, her eyes probing the darkness. She looked pale, tiredness lines her face, but her grip on her blade was solid. “Blackthorn won’t give up this easily.”