♛Harley♛
I paced outside the dungeon. My hands were shaking, and my heart felt like it was trying to climb out of my throat. The early afternoon sunlight warmed my skin, but I didn’t enjoy it the way I normally did. Instead, my mind was a cyclone of rage, relief, disgust, and confusion. Malrik’s words echoed through me, the half-apology, the explanation, and the look in his eyes when he finally realized what he had done. It was almost too much to process. No. It was too much to process. I heard the dungeon door click shut, and I glanced over my shoulder to see Archer step out. He joined me, quiet and careful, not pushing, just watching me with those stormy eyes.
“I can’t do this alone,” I admitted, my voice barely more than a whisper. Archer closed the distance in two strides and wrapped
