Chapter 46: The Other Side of the Fence
My name is Isabelle Vhagar.
Once, I was known by another title: Thorne.
That name belonged to a ghost, a girl who likes justice, trust, and friendship.
She believed in noble causes and wielded her convictions like a wooden sword, brittle, breakable, and ultimately useless.
That girl died screaming in a dungeon, surrounded by betrayal and blood. Her friends turned their backs on her.
What crawled out of that wreckage was me.
Now, I serve as the Commander of the "Wrecking Crew," Lord Ragnar’s personal invasion force.
It is not a glamorous title, but it is an honest one. I am no longer a hero. I no longer pretend to be.
I am something far more dangerous: a monster who remembers what it was like to be human.
My squad is a strange and terrifying collection of creatures. Each of them is powerful. Each of them is loyal. And none of them care about what the world thinks.
Reina, the Dhampir, is my second. A silent blade wrapped in explosive potential. She hides a suicidal sense of honor beneath her calm expression, the kind that will one day get her killed, but she’ll die standing.