Onyx

The walk back to the packhouse was silent and tense. Ferrah stayed close to my side and continually scanned the street for any signs of a threat.

She had been uneasy on the way to the meeting, but not scared. Not like this.

My blood was absolutely boiling. Gilliam’s threatening behavior and intensity had put her on edge. I didn’t blame her. Despite my promise to protect her, she was still in hostile territory. She would be naive not to be ...