Chapter 112. The Binding

Vance's POV

Comforted by the sparks and tingles that were filling my body, I jolted awake. My nostrils unbarred as they sniffed the air for the familiarity of roses and strawberries that I was most accustomed to, but could not locate the scent. Despite this, I thought I had to be at home with Sianna and welcomed the sparks. It must have been a nightmare that I had of Chloe.

Then it happened rather quickly. As I shot my eyes open, my vision moderately becomes clearer, and saw her staring smugly at me. "Hi, Baby."

Like a puzzle, her face vividly came together and I realized that I was still lying on the ground with this bitch over me. From her touch, the tingles, sparks, and a pine cone scent that was awfully overwhelming made me lightheaded.

“Chloe!” That name was an abomination. She was a foul rot that decayed everything in its path. A discarded shell seeking to fill the empty holes in her heart. Her hollow sharp spines coiled into a prickly