Chapter 141

• Ian’s POV
• The air in the condo was heavy, despite the familiar scent of leather and wood and Sophia, that usually kept me calm. I couldn’t shake the feeling of dread that had settled deep in my chest since returning from the vampire realm. The realm was in ruins—something I could barely process. Now, there was only one person who could help me figure out how we could pick up the pieces: Mike.
• He had been gone for what felt like forever on one of his “long trips,” as he liked to call them. Disappearing without a word, doing god knows what, and leaving me to handle the mess. But Mike had a way of knowing things—things that even the council couldn’t see coming. I hated relying on him, but right now, I needed answers.