Elena’s POV
The memory of Serena’s late-night visit to my room still clung to my mind the next morning like a bad dream. I could still feel the cold press of her knife against my throat, could still see the hatred in her gaze whenever I shut my eyes.
She might have killed me had I not thought so quickly.
I had to be more careful—especially around her. Now that she was suspicious of me, I knew she wouldn’t stop until she got what she wanted.
Kade called me to his office shortly after I had bathed and dressed. I feared the worst, but kept my head held high as my guard escorted me downstairs. I refused to show the terror I felt. Refused to reveal the truth to any of them.
“Sit,” Kade said, gesturing to the chair opposite his desk when I entered his study. I quietly crossed the room and p
