Chapter 140

Bellatrix Sinclair

I never envisioned the taste of freedom would be this bittersweet.

Folding my arms across my chest, surveying my surroundings as we pass through a tunnel, darkness seeped into the car, goosebumps prickling my flesh.

“Are you always like this?” Bjorn’s asked, casually.

“Like what?”...

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