“The why should be more concerning to you.” “Okay, then.” I mustered every ounce of false bravado. “Why?” Unir smiled, stepping through the table before halting in front of me. He towered over me, far taller than any of his sons, and my head reared back. He stared at the ring on my finger before meeting my eyes again. “The dead have much to discuss with you, Daughter-in-law.” His hands engulfed my skull as darkness filled my mind, and I screamed.
