Maryelle’s POV
“The doctor who can reverse the venom’s effects—the copper and weresnake mixture that turned you into an Intercrossed—is ready to see you. The sooner you get back to Rome, the sooner you’ll be the werecoyote you were before Canum and the weresnakes twisted your DNA.”
I stare into my favorite set of sapphires—Phantom’s eyes—through the screen, aching for the moment they’ll meet mine in person instead of through pixels.
“So… when are you coming home?” His voice is softer now, almost hesitant, as though the question itself is fragile.
“I leave tomorrow. I already booked my ticket, so there’s no need to send a jet.”
Phantom leans back, smirk curling like he can read every thought I’m trying to hide. “If I’m reading between the lines correctly… you want me to send th
