Chapter 34
The east tower was beautiful. Of course it was. Everything in this cursed palace was beautiful. Michael led me through hallways filled with paintings and tapestries, up a spiral staircase with iron railings shaped like wolves, past windows showing gardens I couldn’t bring myself to enjoy. The bond in my chest pulsed constantly. Even three floors up and far from Damon, I could feel him like a second heartbeat. His emotions were hidden now, but I caught glimpses—anger, frustration, something darker he refused to show. “Here we are,” Michael said, stopping in front of double doors. “Your suite.” He opened them, and I stepped inside. The rooms were... I had no words. A sitting area with plush furniture in deep blue and silver. Floor-to-ceiling windows showing the darkening sky. Bookshe
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