Ravensblood Forest curse of the black pearl

meredith lingered at the edge of the gathered crew, sharp eyes scanning the faces before flicking past them, searching. where the hell was crowell? the bastard was never far, always lurking with that smug grin of his. she scowled, jaw tightening as she swept the crowd once more.

his agonizing voice. she scowled.

huffing quietly, she abandoned the search, turning her attention back to nox. her captain had plans, and she wasn’t about to be left in the dark. whatever raid he had in mind, she’d be ready.