Chapter 35

• That hour felt like an eternity, one of the longest I'd endured in my life. My mind raced, conjuring every grim possibility where Magnus might never return, erased from my life forever. It was selfish of me to send him, I knew that, but he was the only one I could rely on. I couldn't trust anyone else with the task, and Magnus had the skill to come and go unnoticed, something I couldn’t manage without drawing attention.
• When Magnus slipped silently through my bedroom door, I let out a breath I hadn’t realized I was holding. Relief washed over me as my eyes scanned his towering form for any signs of injury. He looked just as he had before—his tousled dark hair, piercing eyes, and not a single scratch.
• “Did you doubt me?” Magnus broke the silence, his tone curious, not mocking.