Chapter 2 · free to read
Morning came grey and honest. The night before still felt like a fever dream — except for the blood dried under her nails.
Lantern light in a den built for one person, and two people in it not saying the same thing.
He came down the ridge without slowing, which on that frost meant he had stopped caring about the footing.
Two of Cade's crew were gone. The snow told the rest of the story in red.
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