Chapter Thirty-Six
I kept my breathing even, pushing past the stitch in my side that screamed at me for spending so long wasting my time recovering from the fire.
The same guard ran at the front of the pack of trainees, but he pushed us faster than he had before, keeping up a pace that made me glad I had to stick to the back of the pack.
Walsh ran just in front of me and Gideon just behind, like they were guards who’d been assigned to defend me. We hadn’t even spread the word about the symposium yet, and it already felt like the walls were watching me, waiting for death to strike.
Mari’s safe. Everything will be all right.
I’d sent Harper and Mari to Miranda’s for an early breakfast. Between the two of them, they could keep Mari safe. I could have asked Alec to go over, too. But that
