Chapter Twenty Eight
The world warped and stretched, the light fracturing in ways that caused you to squint. Chase’s grip was firm on me as I screamed, until the world reordered itself once more, and I found myself looking at the Castle belonging to Chase. I was in Faerie. I screamed, sinking to my knees and sobbed. Chase tried to pull me up, to walk me towards the bridge. I kicked out and screamed profanities. A storm began gathering, Chase looked at the sky, and back at me, “enough,” he growled out. “You,” I seethed at him between sobs, “you let Shay go into the line of fire willingly.” Chase’s jaw was strained as he said, “you don’t know that.” Lightning streaked across the sky. “I let a leader fight for his people,” Chase continued as thunder sounded in the distance, “I let a leader protect the
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