And you fight like someone who really should’ve eaten breakfast.
She bared her teeth.
Rena
Go to hell.
Alex Ravon
Already live there.
He said mildly, snapping iron restraints around her wrists before hauling her up.
Alex Ravon
Now, if you’re done squirming, we have a long journey ahead. Try not to whine the whole way.
They walked for what felt like hours, the cold seeping into her bones. Rena didn’t bother speaking; she knew he wouldn’t answer. But she couldn’t help studying him.
He was different from what she had imagined. She had expected arrogance, cruelty, a man who took pleasure in his victories.
But there was nothing in his expression beyond quiet detachment. Well, except for the occasional smirk whenever she stumbled.
Yet something about her had caught his interest. She had seen it in his eyes during their battle—just for a flicker of a moment. No one had ever stood against him like that. No one had dared.
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