Chapter 125

Theo

I expected Owen to be mad, but that… well that outburst wasn’t the soft spoken, snarky kid I knew.

Bummer.

I drove out the sound as I stomped back into the Rogue camp—the laughs, or fewer shrill shout. Everything was exactly the same: a chaotic mess of gold-lined tents, log shelters, and angr...

Login to Unlock ChaptersPromotion