Chapter 33 The Enemy's Gift
- Lucas’s fingers brushed lightly against Elena’s collarbone as he fastened the delicate silver pendant. The metal was cool against her skin, but the weight of it was warm and heavy with memory, history, and a piece of her mother she thought she’d lost forever.
- Her breath trembled.
- “Lucas…” she whispered, touching the heirloom gently. “Where did you even find it?”