He has no manners.” Ronan scoffed. “We need to move. It’ll be dark in a few hours, and we need to be gone by then.” Colt shot him a look I couldn’t decipher. “We don’t have allies here,” Ronan gritted out. “You’re leaving tonight?” The words were out of my mouth before I could stop them. If Colt had come all this way from wherever he lived now, wouldn’t he want to stay for longer than five minutes? Colt’s expression softened as he turned to me. “We have to.” Ronan stepped forward. “And you’re coming with us.”
