Chapter 22

"Yeah, whatever, trust me or not, I don't care, but in the morning, I’ll run to town and find you three some clothes that cover a little more than your dicks." A smirk crept across Finn’s face, as if he enjoyed her talking about their shafts.

Pearl thought, in the morning, I’ll get their clothes, run by for the rest of Alec’s deposit on these three, and then lead them to Almera. Easy pissy! It’ll be simple. Nothing to worry about.

Her stomach turned in disagreement.

"I’m going to bed." Pearl stood slowly, and her gaze lingered on the rows of silver left in the bag. "If any of you steal from me or even read my spellbook, just know there are worse fates than death." An alchemist could torture them slowly. So slowly, death would seem like a blessing.

Not that she could afford to waste her magic right now. Not with the King’s hunters seemingly back in the picture and now very close to her, especially alpha Ethan's excruciating gaze.

"Steal from you?" A taunting an