Ravyn quickly reached out through the mindlink, his thoughts urgent and desperate. ’Mom, please tell Voren there is another spy.’ He was certain that if Voren killed these two witches now, he would miss the chance to get whoever the spy was.
Kylie froze when she received the mindlink.
Her blood turned to ice in her veins, her heart stuttering in her chest. Her hands trembled at her sides, her breath catching in her throat. ’Ravyn, what’s going on? Why would you want to help Voren?’
All along, she thought Ravyn was being rebellious, thought he had turned against the very man who had once been his closest friend. But now, she didn’t know what to think. The ground beneath her feet felt unsteady.
Ravyn did not have the time for all these questions. ’Mom, if Sera transferred some money to you, then you know why. I can’t explain further until we know who the second spy is,’ he explained through the mindlink, his thoughts rushed and fractured.
No one would suspect her mother passing the message because everyone knew she had adopted Seraphine as her daughter. A perfect courier, a perfect cover.
Kylie thought the money was what she’d given Seraphine when Ravyn divorced her and had planned to return it.
’Ravyn, if you don’t explain...’
’That money was given to me by Voren. He used Sera’s account because in his own words, he hates the stink of poverty on me,’ Ravyn’s voice cut through the mindlink with urgency.
Kylie smiled through tears, her eyes glistening with moisture she refused to let fall. Now she understood that Ravyn hadn’t lost his mind. He was still the boy she had raised, the man she had always believed in.
She quickly made her way to Seraphine through the crowd, her movements careful, deliberate. She leaned in close and whispered, her voice barely audible.
"Ravyn says there is another spy but he doesn’t know who."
Seraphine sent the information to Voren through mindlink, her thoughts swift and sure. He smiled and responded to her.
’Then we torture them slowly until the spy shows his or her face. Tell Kylie to inform Ravyn to send a video of what I’m about to do next to Battal.’
After Seraphine conveyed the message, Voren’s voice rang through the gallery, cold and commanding.
"Alpha Corvine, you are the best with the sword, right?"
It wasn’t a question because one of the warriors quickly provided Corvine with the sword as he stepped forward, his expression carved from stone, just as his name.
"King Voren, what would you have me do?"
Voren smirked, his eyes glittering with something dark and dangerous.
"If I ask for a body part, I want both of them to lose the same body part at the same time. Each second of delay means they lose a body part. Do you understand?"


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