Chapter 153

Ryker POV

"When can we move?" whispers Sylvie a bit impatiently, from her position behind a shrub. We're a fair distance away from the location, milling about, waiting for the rest of the men to show up. Maddox, is close by, directing his own men to get into position. King Brock is mere minutes away.

"When the King gets here" I hiss back, trying not to show my own impatience.

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