Chapter 9

“I was wrong—I was wrong, Leona—” Asher's voice went raw. “I marked you both—mad, thinking I could hold love and power both.” “I needed Viola's blood to soothe the elders. I had to hold both—for the North's sake!” A howl went around the ruin. Marking two sisters—against the law, near unforgivable. Viola's face shattered. She stumbled forward—disbelief and hurt lancing her prettiness. To be called a tool before all—to hear that what he truly couldn't let go was me—stabbed...