Chapter Sixteen
Helena watched the slow rise and fall of Dell’s bronze chest. Only hours ago, she’d run her hands over every ridge, every muscle. And Dell had plenty. His body resulted from years of hard labor. He hadn’t had a choice in how he spent his days.
“Just like I don’t have a choice now,” she whispered into the dark. Would he forgive her? She lifted one finger to her lips. A part of her knew this decision would change everything. She just hoped he’d understand.
Confronting Cole wasn’t something she could run from. Even if it weren’t for the people he now ruled, she’d have to do it for herself. Dell wanted to have a peaceful life. He thought they could start fresh in Bela. But there’d be no peace within her until she dealt with the past and the person who took it from her.
Bend
