Scarlett
The wind doesn’t move. Everything is still, even the grass. It’s like the whole universe knows that I’m having a showdown with my enemy.
“Well?” Zane asks.
I don’t respond. I tighten my grip on the stone, pulse fluttering like it might escape my chest. Zane c***s his head to the side, casual, like we are just two old friends bumping into each other even though bastard betrayed me, attacked me and now, he is here to brainwash me to give him the stone. So sure, this is real casual. So casual that I’m already planning on killing him in 100 different ways.
And the stone is my best weapon.
My fingers close around it until my knuckles turn white.
Zane lifts his chin like he can read my thoughts. “I wouldn’t do that if I were you.”
I don’t like how calm he sounds, as if he expe
