Chapter 35 Avoiding The Truth
- Alex’s P.O.V
- The dark halls of the Marshall mansion loomed around me as I moved toward my father’s study, my boots echoing against the polished wood floor.
- My heart still beat with the aftershocks of tonight’s events: Chase’s trembling form, the taste of his fear, the possessive rage that had surged when I saw Daphne’s fangs near his neck.