Raven’s POVThe next day, Elder Veyron held the meeting at the rink. Honestly, that was crazy.The private box above the rink smelled like old leather and money. Elder Veyron stood with his back to the glass, hands folded behind him, watching us like he already knew how this would end. The rest of the Ice Fangs sat around the long table, but nobody touched the water bottles in front of them. My heart was beating so hard I felt it in my bones.Ethan sat on my left, spine straight, and jaw locked. He had not looked at his father once since we walked in. Luca was on my right, arms crossed, staring at the table as if he wanted to flip it. Dante leaned against the wall behind us, breathing slow and heavily, the way he did right before a fight. Eli sat at the far end, fingers drumming on a closed notebook, hazel eyes flicking between all of us.Elder Veyron finally spoke. His voice was calm, almost kind. That made it worse.“Raven Blackthorne,” he said. “You have two choices. Bond com
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