Chapter 104

• Dane
• I’d been sitting there, watching Luisa tower over that sniveling councilman, her fingers digging into his chin like she could crush his skull with a thought. The silver dagger gleamed in her hand, blood streaking down its edge, and the room stank of fear and iron.
• She was a storm, wild and untamed, and I couldn’t look away. Not because I was impressed, though she’d probably gut me if I admitted it, but because I was trying to figure out what the hell she was playing at.