Chapter 51 When History Remembers The Name Alistair...

Roman

My blood ran cold as the crossbow went off. The bolt exploded from the wall as I threw myself in front of her. The bolt slicing into my side. The pain was nothing compared to the look on Elodie’s face as she looked at the arrow wedged between my ribs.

But anger diluted the pain and I ripped ...

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