SONG OF THE CHAPTER: DOWN BY BRYMO

IVARA'S POV:

The night is heavy with smoke and silence when I slip out of the Draven compound. My pulse is hammering against my ribs like a warning bell, but I keep moving. My boots crunch over gravel, the moon lighting just enough of the road to guide me.

If Ronan catches me… well, he’ll probably lock me in a cell again, throw away the key, and burn the whole damn compound down for good measure. But that’s a problem for later.

Right now, ...