Book 3: Tired of Wondering

Hollis

“Oh, shit,” Zain whispers.

A gasp ripples back through the crowd, and I grit my teeth. I knew I shouldn’t have fucking come. I haven’t been in days. After Rowena’s last “blessing,” I came once or twice to just see if Candace was here, but when she wasn’t, it obviously wasn’t worth my time. The blessings are all the same, and any change is happening miles away. But I woke up to find Eva gone and Zain out of his mind about some rumor he’d heard but couldn’t focus long enough to give me details about, so I let him drag me here.

Okay, I was terrified she got the necklace and decided to make a public announcement about everything that happened between us. But somehow, this is still worse. I crane my neck to try to get a glimpse over the thick crowd at this Kash.

He looks like any other rogue—leather armor he clearly stole or made himself in the woods, scars all over what little exposed skin there is, leaves and twigs sticking out of every c