Blood of the Darkchild

SIENNA'S POV

Ronan rushed after me, his footsteps heavy behind mine, but I was done. I couldn’t take any more lies or half-truths. “If you’re not going to tell me the truth, then don’t bother,” I snapped, my voice sharp as a blade.

“I promise you,” Ronan said, his voice low, almost pleading, “you don’t want to know this.”

I stopped in my tracks, spinning around to face him. My chest tightened with