Chapter 511

• Frost opens the front door from the inside to admit us entrance. He’d disappeared around the back and probably broke a window to get inside—his usual MO. His icy blue eyes rake over Amora, and even though his expression doesn’t change, I can feel his worry through our shadow bond.
• I get it. She looks rough. Even rougher than when she was poisoned by shadows.
• The place is opulent for a mountain home. Running water, electricity thanks to a generator, and everything inside done up in shades of white and beige.