Chapter 83: Shelia’s POV - Bad News Piled Up

Zachary’s voice felt like a ray of light, piercing through the darkness of my despair. I clung tightly to the saddle, leaning my body forward to reduce the resistance.

Zachary, riding his tall white horse, flew past me like the wind. He grabbed hold of my horse’s reins, trying to bring the wild animal under control.

“Damn it, stop!” Zachary shouted, yanking hard on the reins. The horse, “Red Hare,” let out a pained whinny, rearing up on its hind legs.

The sudden movement startled me, and I lost my balance. I could feel myself slipping from the saddle, about to fall...

“Stop!” Zachary’s voice trembled slightly with urgency, and I could see the veins bulging on his hands as he pulled on the reins with all his strength. The horse, in response to the sharp tug, reared even higher, nearly throwing me off as I screamed in fear.

At the same time, Zachary leaned back, lowering his body as far as possible, and I could almost hear the harsh scrape of his back against the ground. Under his