Chapter 215

• Lily’s POV
• A roar like that of an angry lion tore through the air. A shadow shot forward in a flash and struck like a thunderclap. The deadly grip around my throat loosened. A tremendous force pulled me back, and I fell into a warm, firm chest that smelled of the home I had longed for so much.
• "Ethan…?" I gasped for air, greedily taking in every breath, coughing so violently that I trembled. Not a hallucination? Not a deathbed dream?! I clung to his shirt, my fingernails digging into the fabric. Real. It was really him. He was back. The relief after a brush with death collided with the fear that hadn’t let me go. I clung to him, burying my face in his chest, the only safe haven in a storm of knives and ice. I didn’t dare let go. Just a little longer and… I would have lost the baby!