Chapter 13
‘You are not taking Connor.’ I sidestepped Rhonda and glared at Malia.
‘Until we get what we want, more people will die. Grimm’s wraiths are everywhere. Every town. Every city. People will suffer the most gruesome of deaths, deaths you could prevent if you and Connor hand yourselves over to us. Two lives, in exchange for thousands.’
‘No, there must be another way, another body you could have. Not my Connor.’ Rhonda kneeled in front of Malia, tears streaming down her face. ‘Please, Malia. I have done everything you ever asked of me. I gave up my wings and my immortality, and chained myself to a man I hated. Don’t take my son.’
‘Ah, Rallani,’ said Malia, tapping Rhonda on the forehead, ‘if you truly had done everything I asked of you, Grace would still be alive and your precio
