Chapter 43

The candle on my nightstand had long since melted into a pool of wax, but I hadn't moved from the armchair by the window.

My sketchbook was open in my lap, though the page was still blank.

Outside, the moon hung low over the rolling hills, casting soft silver over the olive groves. The Alpha Manor was quiet. Peaceful. But inside me… everything had changed.

Isadora had come to me.

Not in the way gh