Chapter 235

Third Person's POV

Vance's face was as dark and cold as winter steel when he and Kyra stepped out of the shabby inn. He looked at her as if she owed him a debt she could never repay.

For Luna's sake, wasn't she supposed to be praised for drawing such a sharp line with an ex-lover?

Why did he look as if he expected her to confess that she still wanted him—wanted to claim him—before he would be sati