HARDIN's POV.
I finally let go of Elias and the chains clinked as he settled back against the stone wall.
"That's not an answer." I said.
"It is." His voice was low. "No, it's an excuse." I snapped back at him and his eyes lifted to mine.
"You think you've got me figured out already." He chuckled darkly.
"No, I think you're still protecting the man who's taken the lives of multiple innocent people and who nearly killed Leah." I grunted. But Elias merely scoffed. "He didn't nearly kill her."
"Not when he needed her alive." He scoffed and his words hit harder than they should have. I arched my brows and shot him a look.
He was right. Blake had every chance to kill Leah, even before I got there but he didn't. He'd rather have turned her. Rather have me suffer from the guilt and pai
