Chapter 183

Delilah

The road was endless.

And each passing moment felt heavier than the one before. It felt darker, more painful. And don’t matter how much I wanted to deny it, I couldn’t. Everything was just completely lost.

Each mile between Giovanni’s estate and the Lockwood territory felt like a lifetime. The weight of everything, Lysandra’s fragile form clinging to me, the scent of blood still soaked into my skin, the head maid’s dying eyes burned into my memory, and… the silence.

I knew that Nikolai did not make it out. I didn’t need to see it to know.

I felt it. The air shifted as we ran. In the way that wolves howled around like someone strong had died. Something was torn from the world, violently, painfully, and the moment it did, I knew.

He was gone.

I closed my eyes, snapping myself out of that pain. Now is not the time.

Lysandra whimpered beside me, her body trembling from the trauma and exhaustion. She hadn’t spoken since we go