Chapter 57

• “Meet me at dawn by the old riverbed.”
• Gideon’s words echoed in my mind as I paced my quarters, tension knotting tight in my chest. Dawn was creeping closer, the dark sky already streaked with faint hints of morning light. I’d barely slept, and my mind was raw with questions I couldn’t ignore. Was this an opportunity to tear down Elijah’s control? Or was it the rogue’s trap, expertly baited to snare my loyalty?
• A quiet knock at the door broke through my thoughts. I froze, instinctively bracing myself. The door creaked open, and Zane’s familiar silhouette filled the entryway, his face lined with worry.