Previous chapter:
Chapter 137: The Branding Rod
Next chapter:
Chapter 139: Her Home
PREVIEW
... fire that no longer held her focus.
All eyes in the crowd turned to her, but she kept her gaze locked on the woman kneeling before Lana.
The woman was bowed low in defeat, her body drenched in sweat, her chest rising and falling in shallow gasps as she struggled to breathe.
The skin along her collarbone was still smoking, marked by the cursed silver fire of that forbidden branding iron.
’Terressa...’ Lethia screamed the name in her mind, her breath catching at th ...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE