Chapter Fifty-Seven
I could smell the scent of Boston clinging to her skin. It made me wonder what had happened between the two of them. My eyes moved to the bite on her neck and I did my best to school my features, to hide my surprise.
I realized that it wasn’t Marcus’ bite and I felt hope that my mate was safe.
“Yes.” Nash said, pulling my attention away from Vega and the confusion I felt at her saying no. She didn’t love Marcus, she’d been claimed by another. Why would she care if I offered myself as a trade for Marcus? “If it pleases you, father.”
Looking towards the elder, I fought with myself as he watched the interaction between Nash and me. There was something in his eyes that I didn’t like. “You are the fire walker from before? The one I ordered killed, the witch.”
“I am no
