The witch and the Dragon Part 4
Chapter Eight Zak walked to Anniel’s quarters, just a few doors away from his own. The look on Anniel’s face when she greeted him at the door didn’t bode well. ‘She wants to leave,’ Anniel sighed into his mind. “Like hell she is,” Zak snarled and made to storm into her rooms, but Anniel gripped his arm and jerked him to a stop. Zak frowned at her. “She’s been crying for the past ten minutes, Goliath. Go easy on her,” Anniel insisted, brows drawn. Zak blinked, eyes wide. His precious girl?...