A sudden hush fell over the hall.
Ronan’s eyes widened, then twisted into a snarl.
“You’re talking nonsense,” he said with a sharp, dismissive scoff.
Kaela glared back. No one in their right mind would dismiss what she had just said, but Ronan had never been particularly interested in reality when it contradicted him.
She no longer cared to argue. With Blaise’s hand steady in hers, a new courage filled the space where fear used to live. She turned and walked out, tugging her mate with her. Every conversation with Ronan only grew more suffocating. There was nothing left to gain by staying.
“We’re not finished!” he shouted behind them.
She kept walking. The command slid off her like water. Even with Blaise’s mark on her shoulder, she had never been formally inducted into Nightreign. St
