Chris’s POV

Black Hills hadn’t recovered from Your Silver’s visit. Neither had I. It was the lowest I’d ever been, and I couldn’t even fight.

It brought back old traumas and regrets and birthed new hatred as well. My tormentor was my one-time mate.

I dared not call Your Silver by Rihanna. She didn’t want me to, and that was because she wasn’t herself anymore—she was a ghost of her.

Rih would never have hurt so many people in the name of freeing slaves. ...