Cold Reckoning

Cassia

The rain howled through the broken entryway, but inside the foyer, the air was warm, thick, and utterly still.

Dante kept his arms locked around me, his body a solid shield between me and the rest of the world. He was trembling—a quiet, violent vibration that came from pure, unadulterated relief. Every harsh breath he drew against my throat felt like a man who had just surfaced from drownin