Chapter 32

Ronika

"You're joking, right?" I looked at Quinlan, who wouldn't meet my eyes. I then directed my gaze at Aiden, who seemed to find his feet interesting to look at. Only Denzel was looking at me, his face pale as if I were a ghost.

"Quinlan!" I called when he remained quiet.

"It's the law," he simply stated in his deep voice. I lowered my hands to my sides, chuckling while shaking my head.

"And you're telling me right now?" I breathed, throwing my hands in the air.

"How about we go inside and talk calmly?" I took a step backward at Quinlan's words, swiping an index finger under my nose while I hummed to myself.

"Clara is already preparing for a battle that I didn't even know about, and you're asking me to sit down and talk?" I turned away, putting my hand over my mouth as I shook my head yet again. I was trying to come to terms with the fact that he knew about what would happen but, for some reason, kept it from me.

"Ronika, I—"

"I don't want to hear it!" I raised my hands, stopping h