Chapter Fifty

She was led into Nikjin’s lair by an uncharacteristically joyous Cheyenne who has been in a good mood since their last conversation in the hut earlier today. When Erin came face-to-face with her mate’s killer, she thought her knees would buckle with fear but instead, her stomach clenched and her spine stiffened in anticipation of what he might say or do to her.

He was fully dressed in a heavily decorated brown leather vest, a pair of breeches, and a headdress with feathers and beads. His upper arms were adorned with leather straps designed with beads and stones, and his fair hair was held up in a bun. He looked so incredibly handsome, so ravishing that Erin almost forgot that he was a ruthless killer.

“Welcome back to the land of the living,” he said blandly while his sharp eyes studied her intently. “What clever revenge plan have you come up with?”

His question surprised her. She tried to speak but her throat was dry, so she licked her lips and swallowed a few times. “I – I do not un