RIVER.

Quinn stiffened, her eyes widening in horror like she’d just heard a ghost’s name.

Wesley glanced at her. “You know her?”

I cursed under my breath. “Fuck. I know her too. That’s the Crimson Witch who started the Bloodbath. She led the main tribe of Crimson Witches, the whole damn reason the war ten years ago even happened!”

“What, you mean the one with the long black hair?” Wesley asked, his brows furrowed.

“That’s her.” I nodded grimly.

Liam ...