Chapter One Hundred Three
Familiar faces are always welcome.
Fate Pierce’s Point of View
“Yena Winters?”
My hands rested on the table, elated to finally hear from her. I know that her fox would soon heal her, as it was heavily attached to the child. But I never knew that it would be in this short period.
Sometimes, I underestimate the regeneration powers that foxes have.
“Let her in,” I commanded, putting a stop in all the books that I was researching. My mind could need a pause, and I know that everyone wanted me to do the same anyway.
After all, they had been declining anyone that needed my audience.
I managed to save Yena from the death threatening her life, but not enough. She has a cut on her body, and it will be a constant reminder of the torture she faced at Steven’s hand
