Raven sat on her bed with her knees pulled to her chest as rage burned through her veins like poison.
Three days had passed since she locked herself in this room, but the anger hadn't lessened even slightly. If anything it had grown stronger with each hour that ticked by.
Her family was dead because of the Caines.
That truth repeated itself in her mind over and over until nothing else mattered.
Not the mission. Not Solomon. Not even Kaden knocking on her door every few hours trying to get her to eat something.
All Raven could think about was Gerald Caine standing in that throne room and acting like he had done nothing wrong.
Like he hadn't ordered the murder of innocent people including children who posed no threat to anyone. The image of his face made her want to scream until her
