Chapter 92

• Alexis
• I paced in the living room to suppress the suffocating feeling that was threatening to consume me. Restlessness had settled into my bones like an itch I couldn’t scratch. I needed to see Valen. My gut churned at the thought of Byron keeping him away from me. Byron wasn’t just capable of cruelty—he thrived on it. And Valen, my sweet boy, was exposed to whatever poison Byron was feeding him.
• I kept an eye on the guards. They huddled at the hallway's far end, murmuring amongst themselves. It was a rare chance, and I wasn’t about to waste it. Quietly, I slipped down the corridor. My familiarity with the house was now my weapon. My heart pounded as I made my way to Valen’s room.