The Million-Dollar Heart by Rebecca Ryan

Chapter 1117

Chapter 1117

On the outskirts of the village, Draven had his crew ready the dynamite as the approaching group neared, his hand hovering over a detonator. It was at this moment, however, that a familiar, grumbling voice cut through the tension. "Why pick such a godforsaken place? If we can't find anyone, might as well blow it all to kingdom come!" Leopold's voice came, laced with frustration.

Draven paused, a flicker of surprise crossing his face as he set aside his tools and stepped outside.

The rustling in the woods immediately drew Leopold's attention. He had just drawn his knife when Draven emerged from the treeline.

"Jesus, is that you, kid?" Leopold exclaimed, relief washing over him as he recognized Draven. "I was this close to turning you into a pincushion. You gotta be more careful!"

Draven just stared, feeling a shiver run down his spine at Leopold's tone, which had taken on an eerie quality after spending too much time with his wife.

Ignoring Leopold's ramble, Draven scanned the area behind him.

"What're you looking for?" Leopold asked, puzzled.

"Is it just you guys? Didn't run into anyone else on the way here?"

Leopold was taken aback by the barrage of questions. "Who else would bother coming to this dump? No, we didn't see a soul."

Reassured, Draven led Leopold back to their base, only for Leopold to almost have a heart attack at the sight of the explosives aimed in their direction.

Leopold yelled, prompting Draven's men to quickly redirect the explosives. Draven grimaced. "Orders from

impossible, he supposed, especially when allegiances could shift as easily as the wind. Percival chimed in, "You're not

thoughts, Leopold looked at Draven.

then sighed

Thompson stood, petrified, as Vivienne approached, her gaze so intense it nearly knocked him off his

he weighed

Thompson was thrown in, a protective formation they'd relied on was broken, unleashing dark shadows that lacked any sign

assaulting Vivienne with a ferocity that belied their undead nature,

equal

the challenge, her powers coming to the fore as she identified their weaknesses, exploiting them with her abilities. Soon, the ground was littered with

lightning that lit up the night sky from the mountaintop.

Vivienne?" Leopold asked, anxiety creeping into his voice

the mountain, "She's up there, with the

ominous weather on the mountaintop hinted at the turmoil Vivienne

Vivienne doing?" Leopold gasped at the scale of the battle

raced

the formation now useless. She

the storm's center, Vivienne took a step forward only to be

"Vivienne!" Percival shouted.

sending a chill

"Vivienne!"