Part 8
“You feel it, don’t you?”
I did.
I felt them, too.
Julian. Kade. Dante.
I felt them around me, even when they weren’t in the room. Always reminding me that I was theirs now, whether I wanted to be or not.
I stood quickly, my heart hammering.
I needed to move.
Dante just watched as I walked toward the door, his smirk deepening.
“You’re not going anywhere, Lena.”
I reached for the handle—
And stopped… because the door wasn’t there anymore.
My breath hitched.
The walls had shifted, closing in, swallowing the exit like it had never existed in the first place.
I took a shaky step back.
The Garden was sealing me in.
Panic clawed up my throat. “What the hell—”
“You still think you have a choice,” Dante murmured, standing up.
I turned to face him, pulse racing.
“This isn’
