"Fuck…"
Louis stood still, his head tilted up as he watched Riley ascend into the sky. His white silhouette looked almost holy against the blood-red aurora that covered the city. It was ironic.
Riley was the devil reincarnated, and yet he looked heavenly ascending like that into the heavens. Louis could complain, but the only thing he could really do was clench his fists.
His second life had already been set. He knew the rules, knew his path. A badass life as the underestimated seventh son of a noble family—that was the plan. His life would have been filled with figuratively slapping people's faces, marrying his fiance, and then marrying another one.
And now, just like before, Riley had ruined everything.
Louis exhaled sharply before turning away. He wasn't about to stay and watch whatever insanity was about to unfold. He needed to warn the Warde family. If a fight broke out, this entire city might not exist by the end of it.
