Ronan
Flashback to the meeting with Malrick
“There is one way to go about this, and you're not going to like it,” Malrick says.
The second that he had hit that key, I understood what he meant. I thought I’d been digging through my father’s skeletons. Turns out there was someone else in the family who had their own graveyard—and it’s far deeper than I ever imagined.
I turned away from the screens and stalked out of the room, my boots echoing against the marble flooring. I needed air. Space. Something to keep me from shifting and running all the way back to Shadow Ridge and tearing it all down.
I paced the length of the hallway as my blood boiled hotter with every step.
Malrick appears behind me, closing the massive set of doors with a soft click. “Come on,” he says, his voice annoying
