Chapter 22 Twenty Two
- The cold night air was thick, there lingered the scent of blood and betrayal. I stood frozen, my breath ragged and my heart pounding with a storm of emotions I could no longer contain.
- I gathered all the remaining courage left in me and glanced at Ronan, who is niw still on his knees down, bound.
- His face was bruised, his clothes tattered, and iron chains bound his wrists.