Chapter 44
- The moment my boots hit the grass before Dorian, every instinct in me screamed to turn and run.
- Not from fear. From the bond.
- It was still there, thrumming between us like a live wire, dragging at my chest, whispering that I belonged at his side. That no matter the choices I’d made, or the lies between us, my place was with him. But I couldn’t listen. I needed clarity. Cold, sharp, rational thought.