Chapter 96

We hadn’t even made it three steps toward the others before Ronan’s dad came around the corner. His boots crunched gravel, his shoulders were broad enough to block half the path, and those pale eyes cut right through us. I froze. Heat prickled at the back of my neck, my hair wild, my shirt still askew. Hopefully, he couldn’t tell what his son had just done to me in the stables. Hopefully. Pa’s gaz