Book 6 Chapter 17.7 - Returning to Stillness

The moment Persephone’s face fell, her eyes starting to drift around, looking for someone to vent her anger on, the tavern’s doors were pushed open. A tall and sturdy male walked in. Even though the weather was still a bit cold, he only wore a sleeveless leather tactical vest. Two dual-barreled shotguns hung from the front, all of the empty spaces on his vest packed with bullets, so when he walked in, sounds of metal brushing against each other was unavoidable. Muscles winded about his body, his appearance making...