Chapter 10

“He wanted the key.” Drake winced as Bron began to deal with some of the blisters on his lower legs. “But I wasn’t prepared to sacrifice it or you.”

“So, you decided to sacrifice yourself instead.” Shaw glowered at Drake, who smiled and shrugged.

“Protect my key. Protect my—” Drake stopped, his gaze flicking to Bron who laughed out loud.

“Get out of that one, baby brother.” Bron pulled a small twist of paper from his pocket and handed it to Shaw. “Add this to a glass of water and give it to him to drink. The only other thing you need to do then, is stay close by. He’ll draw strength from you.”

“I could beat whoever did this to a pulp.” He ground out the words from behind clenched teeth.

“No, you couldn’t.” Drake huffed a soft laugh. “Your heart is too gentle. But it’s perfect as it is, just as you are.”