Fifty four.

Irina’s POV

Ivan stays where he is, his clothes dripping from where he had jumped into the pool of water, but he didn’t seem bothered.

I remember how he is one of them and yet he was smaller, still tall but not as big as the other men here.

“Thank you” I mutter quietly

I hated having to thank him after what he had done in the past but he had possibly just saved my life even if that did mean he had caused harm to Damien.

Ivan bows his head to me. His dark eyes not quite meeting mine.

“What else are you not telling me?”

“There will be many more challenges Irina. They will get harder and harder wi