Chapter 218: The Deal
Liam’s P.O.V.
The moment my fingers closed around the book, an icy jolt shot up my arm. It wasn’t a normal kind of cold—it was the kind that seeped into my bones, slithering through my veins like something alive. I swallowed hard, trying to ignore the way my hand trembled as I gripped the ancient leather cover.
A whispering sensation crawled up my spine, a low hum in the back of my mind that wasn’t my own.
This is wrong.
North, growled deep inside me, but it wasn’t in protest. No, it was a hunger—a dark, desperate need curling beneath my skin.
"We shouldn’t be weak, Liam," North rumbled. "We should do anything to get Mai back."
I clenched my jaw. That was the problem, wasn’t it? There wasn’t anything I wouldn’t do for Mai. No price too steep. No line too bold to cross.
Dawson’s lips curled into a knowing smirk as he saw the turmoil on my face. "That book will take you straight to Mai," he said, his voice low, coaxing. "And not just that—it will give you the strength to fight Eldur. To take Mai back."
I narrowed my eyes. "And what do you get out of this?"
Dawson’s smirk widened. "A small price."
The way he said it made my stomach twist.