Chapter 28

• Glancing at the city’s skyline which pierced the sky like jagged fangs, sharp and merciless against the storm-dark clouds above. My grip tightened around the leather strap across my shoulder as Logan and I emerged from the cover of trees into the outer edge of the hidden city. My steps were fast, also fueled by urgency—but every part of me knew something was off.
• Too quiet. Too still. Like the entire city was holding its breath against me, waiting for something to break. “We need to reach the High Council,” Logan muttered beside me. “If they knew what Christopher’s planning—”he paused.
• “They won’t believe us,” I cut in, scanning the rooftops, in every corner of the alley. “They never did.”