|Rider, Third Squad, Flame Section
Shorter than others, light-brown hair, pinkish round face.
She studies me, her gaze flickering between my eyes. “Who elseIron Flame, CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
besides Masen is dead that went to Athebyne with you?”
My gaze collides with hers, and my heart starts to pound. “Ciaran. He
was in Third Squad.” I’m not telling her anything that isn’t easily
answered by anyone else.