The thought of depending on Jayce to sustain me filled me with resentment, particularly given that he was the very reason I wished to escape this life. However, Kay was right; I had to push through for Athena. I just needed to endure a little longer.
"Take my hand," I instructed Jayce, clearing the strain from my throat.
With a reluctant acceptance, Jayce intertwined his fingers with mine, and I loathed the familiarity of the bond we shared. Yet, in a malicious twist, I said, "Oh good. I no longer feel the bond, rejecting you was worth it."
The disappointment on his face confirmed that my intention to hurt him had succeeded. That was at least one small victory.
"Elara, please focus," Kayson chided, his voice firm.
I nodded, shutting my eyes to concentrate. "Whoever has the blood, plea
