Amelia POV

The footsteps began to pound heavier and closer.

I was on my knees beside Ronan’s cell, one hand pressed hard against my side where blood continued to flow through my fingers, the feel warm.

My vision began to blur at the edges, as the sight around me began to tilt.

I forced myself upright anyway.

If I was going to die here, it wouldn’t be on my knees that was for damn sure.

The corridor ahead darkened as two more Lupari guards stepped into view, their figures ...