Chapter 24
Tierney
Tierney couldn’t sleep with that single word running through her mind. Execution. Death. Hers.
She hadn’t cried, hadn’t screamed or ranted. It didn’t seem real.
Moonlight cast shadows across her room, shadows that had been her biggest fear as a child. When she was young, she’d dreamed of a man coming to save her. She hadn’t known it was Uncle Griff at the time or that her Uncle Griff was her biological father. His memory had been forgotten by the prison magic.
But he’d shown up, and yes, he’d saved her.
This time, there was no one to stop this, no one to change the wheels of fate.
Worse than her own demise was thinking of Gulliver standing under the hangman’s noose, his tail as lifeless as it had been today. He shouldn’t even be here, but he’d trusted her, trusted
