KERES POV
I was a spectator in my own body, and for once, I didn’t give a f**k.
If Samael could get us out of those silver chains, I would be forever grateful to the bastard.
With the little clarity my brain could still muster, I could see Aiden’s reasoning. I knew he and Thane were probably right. I knew breaking free in front of cameras was stupid. I knew there was a chance they would flood the room with poison, send guards, send hybrids, move Perse, or do all of the above because apparently our day had decided to become a full buffet of s**t.
But once Samael ripped free, there was no stopping him without killing us.
And I wished they’d try.
I f*****g wished that.
He pulled and pulled until the wall finally gave in, taking chunks of stone with it, chains still hanging from our ble
