Chapter EIGHTY-SEVEN

Dane As I watched Cole being escorted out of the dungeon, I couldn’t help but think about Kiara again. I wasn’t done with her. And I was certain she knew that this was far from over. I was going to make her pay for what she had done to Lusia. I had ordered her to tell me what she did to Lusia, but she had refused. She had stared at me instead, acting like she was deaf to my commands. Now, I was going to force her until she opened her mouth. With her father gone now, I could do whatever I needed to her without being interrupted by the cries or pleas of her father. I turned back swiftly and rushed towards her cell. As I appeared at her cell, she looked up at me and her eyes lit up in fear. She froze. I could see it. She was scared. But she wasn’t ready to speak. She wasn’t ready to speak to me, yet she feared my presence and wrath. I couldn’t fathom this. I stopped by her cell and turned to the guard who was standing by the bars, guarding it with vigor. “Get me wolfsbane,” I ordered. The