Killian’s POV“To what extent will you stretch your cruelty, Calista?” I demanded, my voice carrying across the cliffs with barely restrained fury. “How far are you willing to go before you finally admit this has nothing to do with mercy?”She did not flinch at my anger.“I am not stretching cruelty,” she replied calmly, almost wearily, as though I were the unreasonable one in this exchange. “I am offering him salvation, because his mother has been suffering for years, years beyond what any soul should endure.”The wind lifted her silver hair, framing her face like a dark halo as she continued.“She never truly died, Killian,” Calista said, her tone lowering into something disturbingly sincere. “She has been trapped in torment, waiting for the one person strong enough to free her from that prison.”I hated that a part of me felt the weight of her words. Because I remembered Liam’s mother. I remembered her kindness when we were children.I remembered how she would patch our wounds afte
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