“Release me!” He coughed.
"Motherfucker. If you ever touchmy mateor go near her again," I said, squeezing him tighter, so tight his lips turned blue. "You're fucking dead. Do you understand me?"
The threat hung in the air, absolute and unwavering.
“Yes,” he spluttered. “I un...der…stand.”
I floated down, but before I reached the floor, I dropped him on his ass.
Lowering, I met him at eye level again and pinned him with my stare.
In that look I made sure he knew I could destroy him if I wanted. And he knew that,no… I wasn’t fucking done with him.
He understood I was still keeping him alive, and it was no leverage he could hold over me.
Iwas in charge here.
“Until next time, Sir Thayden.”
I faded from his sight, disappearing with my shadows, leaving him with the dark promise I had every intention of keeping.
Chapter 39
Elariya
“ In Any Lifetime”
Istood beside Wolfe on the castle grounds, watching the dragons disappear through the shimmering tear in reality he'd opened for them.
The portal hung in the air like a wound made of starlight. Silver light bled from its center, mixing with threads of deep purple that twisted together like ribbons in the sky.
Through its ethereal surface, I could catch glimpses of another world. The magical realm. Wolfe's home.
Myhome now, too.
The version of me who had written the journal would have been very happy with this ending. I was speedily catching up to her.
We’d just bid my family goodbye. They were heading back to Stormfell through their own portal. And I was at peace with leaving them behind and stepping into this new life with Wolfe.
“Ready to go?” he asked, stretching out a hand to me with a smooth grin on his handsome face. An eagerness shone in his eyes that warmed my insides. It was a softer look from what he’d shown minutes ago when he’d returned after seeing Thayden.
He hadn’t said anything about that. And I didn’t ask. Much as I wanted to know what happened, I wanted to get away from here more.
“Yes.” I took his hand.
His fingers closed around mine, steadying me as we stepped forward together into the swirling light.
The moment we crossed the threshold, magic rushed through me like a tide. The air changed, becoming thicker and richer, humming and singing with power that made my skin tingle and my pulse quicken.
I expected to emerge in one of the grand halls of Vyrenth Hollow, or the main courtyard. Instead, we stepped into a bed chamber.
His.
Wolfe released my hand and I moved forward, walking deeper into the room.
The space carried his presence like a signature. The dark wood, deep blues, and the scent of winter air was indefinably him. The recognition made my chest tighten for more than one reason. Coming here meant it wasourroom now. Not just his. Soon this space would feel like me too.
I gazed out the window. It seemed night had approached in this realm long ago. There was a stillness in the air, a gentle pause that soothed me.
