Amelia’s POV
I paid for the drink and the newspaper, then stormed back outside to the bench where Jake was still sitting. As I came closer he looked over at me. Immediately, I showed him the newspaper. His jaw clenched and his features grew grim, but he didn’t say anything.
“We have to go back,” I said.
That drew his outrage. “Absolutely not,” he said at once.
“I can’t just leave him to die.”
Jake had a hard enough time trying to convince me to leave when I thought Damien was just going to be in prison for a while. But for him to now be in line for the executioner’s block? I couldn’t allow that. How could I possible go back to the human realm and pretend like everything was fine?
I would never forgive myself.
“If you go back, the King will put you on the block right next to Damien’
