Chapter 50

Third Person's POV

"Clatter-"

Another goblet shattered, the sound echoing through the Steelhowl manor like a wolf's snarl in stone halls. The servant who rushed in to clean the mess trembled, gathered the shards, and fled before Ryker's rage could find a new target.

His pale eyes burned crimson with fury. The wound across his chest had only just begun to close, his blue-streaked hair uneven where