Rebecca’s POV
The cool night air hit me the second I stepped through the side door. The smell of fresh air and distant noise from the night gave me this happy feeling. It had been some time since I felt the cool night breeze.
And then I saw them.
Warriors were like everywhere in the narrow path leading away from the mansion. At least fifteen of them stood beneath the moonlight, weapons drawn from the protector, faces strong with fear and determination.
They weren’t Jeremy’s soldiers.
They were ours.
Jeremy's soldiers were on the other end in the main entrance. That was why I came through here. I thought I could move silently without being noticed by anyone.
Wishful thinking, I thought to myself.
Garrick stood at the front, one hand resting heavily on the hilt of his blade.
“We
