#Chapter 490: Back Again

Nina “I knew you would come back for your little friend.” The cold, sharp points of the spears pressed against our backs felt like nothing compared to the bite of Mila’s words. God, I felt like a stupid little child in that moment. We had walked straight into a trap. A rather obvious one, at that. How foolish were we for thinking that it would be so easy to walk right into Mila’s palace without running into a single guard? I felt my heart clench in my chest as I looked upon the scene that was waiting for me: Mila, standing in the middle of the morgue with Luke at her side. He was kneeling beside her with a metal collar around his neck and a chain that led straight to Mila’s hand. Like a dog. “Let him go, Mila,” Enzo growled, attempting to take a step forward. A low growl rumbled in the back of his throat, but he stopped nonetheless. There was nowhere he could go. It was either into one spear or another. Because the moment he had moved, another spear had appeared at hi