Chapter 112

Selah

I drummed my fingers against Kaelen's silk sheets, staring at my phone. Three days of being confined to this bedroom had left me restless, despite the luxury of the Cross mansion. My shoulder no longer ached from the silver poisoning. Being told to "rest" was driving me crazy.

With a sigh, I dialed Jace's number. If I couldn't be physically active, at least my brain could get some exercise.