CHAPTER 60
BELLA'S POV
"He killed your people?" I echoed, my voice barely above a whisper. I needed to be sure I heard her right.
Amara's eyes darkened, the pain in them unmistakable. I recognized that kind of hurt, the kind that never really fades. "He raided our village," she said, her voice disturbingly empty. "Said he was looking for rogues.”
I swallowed. "And did he find any?”
She shook her head, lips curling in disgust. "No. There was nothing. His information was wrong. He killed them for nothing.”
"What do you mean, wrong?" I pressed, dread twisting in my gut.
"He's a mindless brute," she said, her voice shaking. "They stormed in based on nothing but a hunch. Burned everything. He swore the rogues led him there, said we must have been helping them.”
"I'm so sorry," I murmure
