Chapter 261

Elodie’s POV

The bunker wasn’t exactly a five-star hotel. It was more like a giant, metal sardine can that smelled like WD-40, old batteries, and pure desperation.

The air was thick with the hum of the ventilation system, a low-frequency drone that seemed to vibrate right in the back of my skull.

While Garrick and Valyria were hunched over a flickering map in the corner, arguing in low, intense