Chapter 17 The name behind the ink

Wren was still half-asleep, tangled in blankets that smelled faintly of Kai, when the pounding started on the door.

"It's Ronan," came the voice through the wood, low and urgent in a way that had her sitting up before her brain had fully caught up with her body. "Open up. Now. I found it."

Kai was...

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