Chapter 41

"Brooke," I whispered. Dead silence answered me. The wind blew, making the small hair at my arms and nape stand to attention. Though it wasn't snowing yet, the biting cold was a lot harsher than anticipated. Maybe because it was in the wee hours in the morning, or perhaps it was due to the amount of blood I was losing.
Staring at my right shoulder, the blood stained cloth taunted me. That deranged Vanessa would have to pay. The nerve with that girl, hurting the future queen and attempting...