Griveil Excerpt
“A true tragedy,” Safia was saying. “If only you hadn’t let me escape. Do you think these three would have survived, had Caleb and Jack been there to help them?”
She reached out and twirled one of his golden curls between her fingers. Aurel barely reacted to the intrusive touch. It could’ve been all the bites, the grief, the blood loss, or it could’ve been the mouse’s instinct to play dead under the predator’s paw. Road could smell the boy’s fear from where he stood.
“Well, the fact of the matter is that you did let me escape. You shouldn’t ponder on the what-ifs, darling.”
She spoke the words like a light taunt, as if none of it was so serious, and Road felt the way it cut in the boy’s heart for the cruel mockery that it was.