Chapter 32

The name hit like a physical blow. Marcus Blackthorn—the wolf who'd seized control of Ravenwood, who'd been executing anyone loyal to her father's memory, who stood between her and home.

He wasn't supposed to be here. He was supposed to be in Ravenwood, fortifying his position, waiting for her to come to him on his terms.

Instead, he'd come to her.

"We're not in Ravenwood territory," Arianna said, forcing her voice to remain steady despite the pain radiating from her leg. "We're in neutral borderlands. I'm not trespassing on anything."

"Semantics." Blackthorn's smile widened slightly. "These borderlands have been under Ravenwood's sphere of influence for decades. Which means...