Nathan POV
“Where are you taking me?” Christopher fought against the warriors who pulled him along toward the exit of the cells. “I swear to the Goddess Nathan, I will kill you if it’s the last thing I do!”
Nathan gritted his teeth, fighting the urge to turn around and rip Christophers’ tongue out. He was trying to do the right thing, but it was getting harder and harder. Goddess, he hated the man. If he was being honest with himself, he had always kind of hated him.
Nathan squinted against the daylight as they stepped out into the open air. A cool breeze eased the scorching heat the early morning sun was already emitting. It was bound to be a dreadfully hot day.
“What the f**k are you doing? Are you going to hang me? Can I at least see—” Christopher was stunned into silence by a soft
