Chapter 9 – A Name She Can’t Speak
(Elena’s POV)
There was still a storm outside. It hit the Citadel's walls like a furious god trying to get in. A thick wool blanket that smelled like smoke and pine wrapped around me as I sat by the fire. Even though the flames cracked and their heat licked my cold skin, I couldn't get warm.
Lucian Draven saved my life. Or captured me. I still didn't know which one.
Since he brought me here, he hadn't said anything. Before he went to talk to someone on the other side of the heavy steel doors, all he did was give me that long, blank look. I could still feel his look on my skin like a deep burn that made me question my life.
When the door opened again, I wasn't sure how long I had been sitting there.
Once Lucian walked in, the room felt like it was fi
