Nymera gave me a knowing look, as if she could sense all the shame inside me and pitied me for it.
Night closed in on us, and as we delved deeper into the Twisted Forest, the air grew heavier and heavier, like syrup. At one point, Antony tried to joke with me, nudging my shoulder, and when I turned to look at him, I saw a radiant smile on his lips.
“That frown will cause your mortal skin to wrinkle ahead of time.”
“Don’t worry, I don’t think I’ll live to be an old lady anyway,” I mutter. “No feeder survives to see another full moon, and I’ve already outlasted that.”
Antony leans his torso over mine and brings his mouth close to my ear.
“You’re so naive, Elara.” His voice drops just enough to be nearly inaudible to the human ear. “If he wanted you dead, you would be already. Don’t you
