Chapter 249

Still from Dante’s Point of View:

I released a heavy breath.

The world came back in pieces —Light. Cold. Blood.

And her scent.

That was what hit me first, cutting through the smoke like a blade through silk.

Rosemary. Frost. Blood.

This is.... Her blood?

For a moment, I couldn’t breathe.

The realm’s light still clung to me — fragments of gold and white spiraling across my skin, flickering like emb