Chapter 171

**Ronan**

Dom doesn’t usually ask to see me. He just shows up, laptop in hand, mutters something about “updating the firewall before one of your psychopaths breaks it again,” and then disappears back into whatever cave of code he lives in. So when he sends a message — **Need a word. My cabin. Alone.** — it gets my attention. By the time I cross the courtyard, the morning air smells like rain and g