Pandora’s POV

I sat at my desk, staring blankly at the papers spread before me, my mind miles away from the words on the page. How was I going to talk to Rolan about giving Griffin a pardon? The very thought made my stomach twist.

Griffin had called me earlier, his voice laced with desperation. He sounded sincere, and despite everything he had done, I found myself wanting to help him. It was a feeling I couldn’t quite shake, even as I reminded myself of the chaos he had caused in our lives.

Griffin had infiltrated the council, creating a divide among the members. Some believed he was the better...