My Mate, My Killer
Finally, I am able to slap right in her face the things she just used to do to me a year ago and to Cassidy months ago.
I turned away a heartbeat, forcing the chained Hestia to leave her cell.
As I led the way through the dimly lit underground passage, Caleb and Achilles trailing behind me, a sinister grin bloomed across my lips.
Hestia kept her eyes locked on the ground, a defiant glint still shimmering in her gaze despite her predicament. The cell I was taking her to was not just any ordinary cell: it was the domain of the Rogues, a cavernous hideout where they wasted their time, deep within the heart of the Misty Forest.