Chapter 58 58

CHAPTER FIFTY- EIGHT 

NANCY

The note waiting on my desk had only four words.

Meet me. Combat rink. Alone. Lunch time.

I stared at the handwriting until my stomach twisted.

Kael.

Of course it was Kael.

By the time I was done staring at the harsh scrawl and looked up in total shock, his broad sh...

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