Two down, five to go.
I roll my neck, hearing the sound of cracking through the groans of fallen men.
I never thought I’d find that sound so…. Invigorating, but God damn; I love it.
My father was, once again, absent from this compound. He’d escaped the first time, and I thought it might be a coincidence. A lucky streak that he’d escaped me, but now that it’s happened twice; I know he has eyes on me.
‘You continue to underestimate that man. It’s painfully obvious that you are not fit to make rational decisions,’ Orion snarls the insult in my head, just as he’s done daily since we left.
His threats come from a place of longing for Bailey, but doesn’t he see….? I’m doing this for her. My father has proven that he will go to any lengths to destroy me. He knew what Isabella meant to me
