Chapter 0720 Nina

"I knew you would come back for your little friend."

The cold, sharp points of the spears pressed against our backs felt like nothing compared to the bite of Mila's words. God, I felt like a stupid little child in that moment. We had walked straight into a trap. A rather obvious one, at that. How foolish were we for thinking that it would be so easy to walk right into Mila's palace without running into a single guard?

I felt my heart clench in my chest as I looked upon the scene that was waiting for me: Mila, standing in the middle of the morgue with Luke at her side. He was kneeling beside her with a metal collar around his neck and a chain that led straight to Mila's hand.

Like a dog.

"Let him go, Mila," Enzo growled, attempting to take a step forward.

he could go. It was either into one spear or another. Because the moment he had moved, another spear had appeared at his

up." Mila smirked. "Coming back for your friend like this is so endearing

another low growl, to which Mila merely chuckled and folded her arms across her chest. The chains in her hands clinked together as she did so, and I saw Luke's neck jerk a bit. But he didn't lift his head. He just kneeled there, staring blankly at

sweet," Mila continued patronizingly, "But unfortunately, being sweet is a weakness in this

my wrists again. The silver burned and seared against my flesh, but I hardly felt it. My senses were locked on two things: the sharp end of the spear still pressed against my lower back, and

let Luke go, Mila," I pleaded as the ropes were bound around us. "He is

more malevolent this time. "How can you call him innocent when he plotted right along with you, all because of a pointless promise? And besides, even if I set him free, I don't think he would leave anyway. This poor little lost puppy would follow you to the ends of the earth." I felt my throat close up at

like everyone else who came

murmured, "you don't need to stay by my side. Please,

since we had returned, he finally spoke. His voice was low and gravelly, like iron being raked over hot coals.

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