TYR

Rage boiled through me like molten iron as I stared at Froky.

He was slouched on the throne, his lips curled in that smug grin, as if all of this chaos was his grand design.

My body was humming with fury, every muscle coiled, every vein alive with shadows begging to be unleashed.

Aadan was gone. That left him. And I would tear him apart.

I didn’t give him the chance to rise. I lunged forward, with shadows bursting at my heels. The sound of my boots hammering against stone drowned ...