Chapter 110 The God In His Skin

• “This isn’t Kai.” My voice trembles as the words spill out, raw and shaking. “This is Silas.”
• The name tastes like ash on my tongue. The man standing before me looks like Kai, his shoulders, his jawline, even that scar above his lip, but the moment he moves, I know it isn’t him. Kai was flesh and blood. This one is light and shadow and something divine, too cold to belong to a man.
• Silas smiles. The motion is slow, haunting, like he’s savouring the fear curling inside me.