Celeste
I sat on the bed for a few minutes after he left. Then I got up and walked to the balcony.
From there I could see them. Darien and Cera, walking into the garden together, her arm threaded through his. Josh trailed behind them at a careful distance, watching.
“Wren.” Alec’s voice came from behind me, followed by Allissa’s lighter footsteps.
I turned and gave them a faint smile, then looked back out at the garden.
A firm grip caught my shoulder and spun me around. Alec’s eyes were blazing. But he wasn’t looking at my face. His gaze had dropped to my chest.
I looked down.
Blood. On my dress. The thin scratch from Darien’s dagger had bled more than I’d realized. It wasn’t deep, just a surface cut, but the blood had spread across the fabric and it looked much worse than it was.
