Chapter 30

• It’s been a month since Ember happened to escape from the cruelty of werewolf hunters and within those days it was eerily quiet and peaceful in all of Devonlaire. It was something that Ember finds weird and worrisome.
• She knew that those hunters and witches were just hiding somewhere, plotting unimaginable things on how to eliminate them.
• Ember felt two warm and strong arms circling her waist and Liam’s fresh scent assaulted her senses. He buried his face in the space between her neck and shoulder, and Ember can’t help but let out a laugh when his stubbles tickled her skin.