Chapter 15 Chapter 15

Pagan blinked. “Escort team?” He reached for a towel, dragging it over the back of his neck. “What am I, a glorified bodyguard now?” 

Merrick’s tone stayed steady. “You’re the best field tactician we have. And the Wintercrest terrain is volatile. I want eyes I can trust on the ground.” 

Pagan smir...

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