Greyson’s POV
The hunter never should have reached the inner keep.
That thought repeated through my skull like a war drum as I tore across the courtyard.
Someone had failed.
Someone would answer for it later.
Right now, there was only one priority.
Zara.
The moment I heard Laura scream through the bond-thread, every rational thought inside me died.
Sky surged so hard I nearly shifted mid-stride.
Too slow. Too slow. Too slow.
I hit the corridor corner at full speed, shoulder-checking two of my own warriors out of the way.
“Move!”
The chamber doors ahead were splintered inward.
Blood streaked the stone.
My vision narrowed to red.
I entered like a storm.
The hunter was already dead.
Half of him, anyway.
Kael stood over the body, twin blades dripping black-red blood, chest he
