Chapter 277

Third Person's POV

Ewan Mercer's pupils shrank violently.

The crack of the whip tore through the air like a hunting strike. Panic seized him. He twisted to evade, but his injured leg failed him mid-motion. With a sharp smack, the wheelchair overturned, and Ewan crashed to the stone floor in humiliating disarray.

He looked up in terror-

Straight into Cerys's eyes.

They were bright, blazing, feral-l