Chapter 119

The silence wrapped around me like a second skin, cold and suffocating. I lay in the unfamiliar bed, staring at the ceiling as shadows from the flickering candlelight danced across the stone walls.

My body was still weak, my limbs heavy, and my head throbbed with a dull ache. But it was my heart that hurt most of all.

Dante's words wouldn't stop replaying in my mind. "You are my mate. My Elara."