Chapter 230

Sienna’s POV

He changed immediately. I refused him. The calm softness drains away like water pulled from a wound. Whatever mask he wore for me falls, and what’s left underneath is cold and sharp and terrifyingly clear.

This is who he really is. What the hell was I thinking?

That I would just plead and all these will end?

“Enough!,” he says, his voice dripping with anger.

The word slams into my heart causing a very sharp pain right there. The battlefield quiets again, like the world is holding its breath for him.

I’m still on my knees. My hands shake where they press into the dirt. My chest hurts like it’s been cracked open. I force myself to look up at him. I will not leave darkmoon and follow this demon. Kieran needs me more than ever.

“I said no,” I whisper, locking eyes with him.

His gaze flicks past me. To Kiera then slowly to the people of Darkmoon that are still alive.

“Seraphina, you know their lives is in your han