CHAPTER FIVE
LOCHLAN
Pain was part of this life. Lochlan experienced his fair share. He’d seen queens crumble and families torn apart. He’d felt the sharp tip of a blade pierce his flesh many times.
He’d lost Alona.
But the agony he saw, the pain he caused with his words, was unlike anything he could remember.
This human girl was strong, stronger than anyone else he knew. She’d been taken from her own world and thrown into a battle between queens, yet it was this news that finally broke her.
Her shoulders hunched forward almost as if she caved in on herself. Tears hung in her long lashes but didn’t fall.
“How,” she whispered, her breath shaking. “How did that woman get to Myles?” Anger sparked in her eyes, and she clenched her jaw. “Griff.” She slid from the bed and paced the length
