Adam's POV
After we came through the portal, I kept my body slack and my eyes closed. Whoever carried me set me down on something soft. A bed. I let the stillness hold while I listened to the room settle.
A hand brushed my cheek. I let my eyes open slowly, as if I were just surfacing.
Her face came into view. Ana.
Everything I had heard while I was pretending to be unconscious in that basement was sitting behind my eyes, and I kept every bit of it off my face. What I wanted to do and what I needed to do were two very different things, and right now I needed to play this carefully.
She had used me against my own brother. For years I had been carrying rage that was never mine to carry — rage built on a lie she had crafted with precision, knowing exactly which parts of me to press. She h
