The rogue leader was chained to the stone wall deep in Hollow Mountain’s holding cells, silver cuffs biting into his wrists. His clothes were ripped and scorched from the last skirmish. Even restrained, he held an air of smug defiance that set every warrior’s teeth on edge.

Celeste stood behind the enchanted barrier, arms crossed. Hunter leaned against the far wall, arms folded, his face unreadable. Logan and Lisa flanked them, the former scowling, the latter looking like she was seconds ...