Chapter 81: The King's Reckoning

The wind that swept across the rooftop where Scorpio had vanished was cold, carrying the sterile scent of the city at night. Wesley Kershaw stood alone, the distant hum of Tadville’s ceaseless traffic a low thrum beneath his feet. Scorpio was gone, a ghost returning to the shadows they had both once called home. But his departure had left a void, a sudden, hollowing silence in a part of Wesley’s soul he hadn’t realized was still so full of the past. For years, his life had been a relentless...