Death should never be your worst fear. How you live can be far more gruesome.
The eldest son of Nykyrian and Kiara, Adron was the fiercest of The League assassins ever trained. As his father before him, he was untouchable . . . until the day he traded himself for a pregnant hostage to one of the nastiest criminals in existence. Butchered and left for dead, he barely survived. That single act of kindness cost him everything. His life. His wife. His dignity and body.
Now he lives embittered and angry at the world over the fact that he has limited mobility and is in constant, unrelenting pain. Most of all, he hates his brother for saving his life when Jayce, according to League Law, should have killed him.