Chapter 186

• Alaric’s POV
• The second Emilia stumbled into the meeting room, disheveled and bruised, I knew I wouldn’t rest until every last person responsible for her pain paid the ultimate price. But before I could even think about revenge, I had to get her to safety. To me, that meant one thing: the hospital.
• Now, we were in the car, the engine humming as I gripped the steering wheel tightly, my eyes flicking between the road and her pale, dirt-streaked face. She sat beside me, bundled in my coat, though she kept trying to shrug it off as if the discomfort of wearing it was worse than her obvious exhaustion.