13. Sawyer

So she’s still lying. I had requested Wren and Jane inform her before I entered. I wanted to see if two years had changed her natural instinct to deceive.

Two years has only hardened my opinion of that night.

Being so fucking angry and heartsore you tear through a battle almost single-handedly will get you a serious promotion.That promotion will in turn keep you busy enough to avoid thinking of what might have been.

Even if Nikolao threw me from a moving vehicle. Bastard.

After the battle of Bridgend, he requested I drive him home. He was most likely delirious, after the silver netting ruined his skin forever. It didn’t seem wise to refuse his request. His Head Beta Gregor, a snarling, bald pitbull of a man, lurked in the passenger seat whilst Nikolai reclined in the back, wrapped in a black clock, coated in foul smelling floral paste.

“You know the way?” Gregor barked, glaring at me taking over what I presumed was his usual role.

“Of course.”

“Watch the potholes or Gr