Chapter 66 The Price Of Trust

• Samantha’s POV
• Alex's hand weight in mine was the only thing keeping me grounded in the here-now. His touch was firm, friendly—reminding me that I was not alone even if the surroundings were colder. Still not yet.
• But my brain was a tempest of ideas I was unable to flee from. Marcus's choice to stand with Elara, the treachery, the limited escape—all too much. Too rapid. We seemed to be barely hanging on by a thread, and I had no idea how much more time that thread would hold.