Adeline’s eyes fluttered open and her blurry vision locked on the distantly familiar ceiling above her. Her gaze followed the lines of the painted ornaments there until it found the small crack that had formed over the years. She had noticed it before, so she was planning on telling Holland about it and having it fixed. It was not a good look for the master’s bedroom.
Master’s bedroom. Kaden’s bedroom. Home.
Adeline sat up, her hands traveling over her body to check for any wounds. The last thing she remembered was lying on that balcony with Kaden above her, facing Shayde. She could almost feel the weakness and the pain both from Shayde’s torture and her body struggling to stay alive without her magic.
She remembered saying her goodbye and letting go of Kaden’s arm.
She remembered sl
