Maelis POV

Clatter.

The iPad slid across the sheets and hit my leg.

“A gift from me to you.”

Mira said with a fake smile before turning to leave, but just as her hand touched the door handle, she paused and looked back over her shoulder, her eyes cold and hard.

“This is just a fraction of what you bring here,” she hissed. “Chaos. Ruin. So, if you like yourself, and God knows you seem to, you better get the hell out of here while you still can. Or else, you'll realize that I'd rather drag Lucian down, and you right along with him than be the one with the...