Mary Ann’s POV
The message remained on my screen for less than a minute before I stood.
Come alone if you want to know why Modric truly married you.
It was bait.
Velvera had already tried to lure me to an abandoned chapel near the rogue routes. Now she was using a different question, one designed to reach beneath my anger and touch whatever curiosity remained.
Why Modric truly married me.
I already knew the official answer.
The alliance.
Peace between Mooncrest and Ironclaw.
Duty forced upon two unwilling people.
But Velvera wanted me to believe there was another truth. A secret Modric had hidden even deeper than their affair.
Perhaps there was.
I no longer cared enough to walk blindly into danger for it.
This time, I did not hide the message.
I took the phone and left the Lu
