Chapter 71

• Cesmae’s POV
• I yank my arm out of Raizel’s grasp, glaring up at him, my heart still racing from the heat of our argument. “What do you want, Raizel?” My voice is sharper than I intended, but I don’t care. After everything, after the way he’s spoken to me, I can’t take any more of his dismissive attitude.
• Raizel's expression softens, a flicker of regret crossing his face. “I… I’m sorry, Cesmae,” he begins, his voice low. “For the way I spoke to you just now. For all of it.”