Chapter 12 Hide Your Hair

ILLA

I felt Luca smile behind me, but neither of the men said anything.

“How far is it?” I asked. My legs were sore from riding, and I wanted to know how long I’d have to endure this torture.

“Five days if we keep this pace, maybe six,” Luca said. “Three if we race.”

“So why aren’t we racing?” I gas...

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