Evelyn’s PoV

The dagger felt heavy and cold in my palm. Odessa’s cold demand rang in my ears. Kill Callum. Bring me his head. This wasn’t a test or twisted game to see how far I would go to prove my loyalties. I just had to do it. I knew I had to do it.

If I turned it down, she would turn against me. If I carried out her order, I would lose the only ally I had managed to win over. Either way, she would win.

Not this time.

Finian walked beside me as we traveled through the thick forest. His expression was a mixture of concern and...