SKYLAR
I was sitting on my bed in the darkness, trying to process what just happened. Ren was my mate. His ex came to the island to find me. And he was more than willing to help, even if it involved killing me.
Of course, I could assume that he was just saying that to get rid of Saffron. But it was that ease with which he discussed snapping my neck and bringing her my dead body was that bothered me the most. I still had no idea what dragons were doing with phoenixes. But the fact that no one had seen one in centuries led to a conclusion that it was nothing good.
At least I knew what warlocks were doing to us... A destiny worse than death... That was what my mum used to say. I remembered the last time that I faced the infamous Huntsman Reaper and how I was lucky to get out of there alive
