Chapter 465

Ivan slowly lifted his head. His breathing was ragged, his chest rising and falling unevenly.

“If you refuse,” Jace continued—his voice calm, stripped of any overt threat, which somehow made it far more terrifying—“you never should’ve thought about refusing in the first place. You do remember your son is still here, don’t you? And I can’t guarantee what happens after that.”

Ivan squeezed his eyes