Chapter 124

**KAELIA**

I let Bas's words sink in as he continues to stroke my skin under my robe. His eyes are tethered to my lips, the pupils wide and black, swallowing all but a whisp of green.

"What does that mean, Bas? Because that sounded like a whole lot of suicidal bullshit to me," I whisper, eyeing him carefully.

He says, "Not suicidal, but if Marcelo disappears, the result will be the same. They will