Chapter 227

Sienna

Even after the mist disappeared, the cold stayed in my bones.

It stayed in my bones in a way that I couldn’t even allow myself to think about. Mostly because I didn’t even want to consider the outcome of what was going to come with what had happened.

I couldn’t stop shaking. The feeling that I had running through me, coursing through my veins, eating me alive as if threatening every ounce of me to explode was one that I couldn’t escape. I tried to, but it was impossible for me to do so.

I tried to hold my ground. I tried to control myself. I tried to play the role of Luna. The role of strength. My role. But I couldn’t. Not after what happened. Not after who we saw. The way that we saw her…

I kept my hand on Lysandra’s arm, not because she needed it, but because I did. Because I needed to feel like something, someone, somehow, was anchoring me. I needed something real to touch, something solid to remind me I was still here. Something to tel