I sat there, alone again, feeling the walls closing in.
My phone was gone. My freedom was gone. Any illusion of control I'd had was gone.
And tomorrow, Silas was going to start a war.
All because Dante had made the mistake of threatening what Silas considered his.
Me.
A soft knock at the door made me tense.
"Elena? It's me."
Julian's voice.
"Your father said not to let anyone in."
"I don't care what he said. Open the door."
I walked over, unlocked it.
Julian slipped inside quickly, closed it behind him. He looked rough. Hair messy. Shirt untucked. Eyes wild with something I couldn't quite name.
"What are you doing here?"
"Making sure you're okay. Dad called me twenty minutes ago. Told me about the photos. About Dante's messages." He grabbed my shoulders. "Jesus, Elena. You wer
