Chapter 98 Fractures And Flames
- Dysis lay curled into the curve of Alexander’s body, the steady thud of his heart on her cheek grounding her in a moment that felt much too delicate for the world they lived in. Her waist had slipped the blanket, and the silky sheets twisted around them while the storm outside murmured against the windows.
- Her voice broke the silence. Soft. Hesitant.
- “Where’s my mother?”