Chapter 119

**Ronan**

A handful of Dmitri’s men step forward, boots dragging in the dirt, heads ducked like dogs coming to a new master. They look raw, shaken, unsure, but there’s a willingness there, the kind that comes from losing whatever stood above you and needing a place to put your feet. I watch them for a heartbeat, then shrug. If they want out from under that filth and they mean it, I’ll give them a