Elara Wynn

Ronan slowly walked over, then took my hand and placed it into Cassian’s, cold and deliberate.

“You’ve been bought. Who you follow now is up to you. But from this moment on, don’t ever expect to get this thing back again,” he said, slipping the hand warmer into Cassian’s arms.

“Ronan!”

He didn’t respond. Just turned around and signaled to Leonis.

“Clean it up,” he said flatly.

My heart dropped.

“No, don’t! Ronan!”

I shoved Cassian aside and tried to chase ...