Chapter 10

TESSA POV

"Who exactly are you? Why do you have guards?"

I stared at Malcolm as he slowly began wheeling himself toward the door. The question had been burning in me since the moment Shadow One first appeared. No ordinary man commanded a guard like that. No ordinary injured man could command someone with a single clap of his hands. And no ordinary man could know so much about my family.

He paused for a moment, the low light of the hallway falling across his face. He looked calm, almost too calm for a man who had just had his guard throw Soren against a wall without once...