Chapter 4 — **Chapter 4**

Theron

She tries to push away from me, but her legs betray her, trembling under the weight of near-death. Her jaw juts out, defiant as ever.

*Infuriating woman.*

“I-I had it under control,” she stutters, voice thick with emotion. I glance at her hands clutching my shirt; she releases me like I’ve scorched her.

“Clearly.” My tone drips with sarcasm. “Nothing screams ‘brilliant strategy’ like walking into a witch-compacting trap.”