Chapter 133

• Ian’s POV
• I sat in my office, the cold stone walls of the vampire realm closing in on me. The thought of everything that had happened was heavy on my mind, making it hard to focus. Sophia was still recovering, and the search for her had left me ragged. My body had healed from the werewolf attack, but my mind hadn’t. I couldn’t stop seeing her—bloodied, broken, almost dead. The rage I had unleashed on her captors hadn’t been enough. Nothing would ever be enough.
• A soft knock at the door pulled me from my thoughts. I straightened, sensing Lyanna’s presence even before she stepped into the room.