C42 Chapter 42

Bastian’s pov

The night had a bite to it as I stepped out of the building, cold and sharp, but it did nothing to cool the inferno burning inside me. New York City was bustling with life but I was buzzing with rage. Something violent was in the air. Hail was about to rain down on the city and it wasn’t even aware.

I slid into the back of the waiting car, my grip tightening on Melia’s phone