Chapter 10 He Brings Her To His Estate

• The world blurred around Mira as Cassian carried her through the night, his arms steel around her, but his touch careful almost reverent. Trees whipped past, shadows trailing in their wake like whispers of the darkness they were fleeing. His speed was inhuman, yet she felt no discomfort in his hold only the steady rhythm of his heartbeat beneath his chest, like a lullaby wrapped in danger.
• When they finally slowed, the scent of pine and wild roses filled the air. Ahead, looming behind wrought-iron gates and veiled in thick mist, stood a mansion unlike anything Mira had ever seen. The estate was ancient, grand in a way that defied modern architecture like it had been carved out of time itself. Gothic spires kissed the night sky, and stone gargoyles guarded the arched entrances. Ivy clung to the walls as if desperate to be part of the secrets hidden.
• Cassian didn’t speak he carried her up the steps, the door creaking open on its own as if it recognized him. Inside, flickering sconces lit the hall in golden firelight. The scent of cedar and old paper lingered. Tapestries adorned the stone walls, and the air felt charged alive.