Chapter 76

Dante point of view:

Quickly I carried her all the way to our chamber until I felt the silk of our shared bedding under her back.

The candles flickered wildly in their sconces as I laid her down with trembling hands. Her skin was too pale, her breath too shallow, and that smell—that damn smell of old magic still lingered in the air like a curse.

I couldn’t waste a second more.

"Mirella!" I roare