Chapter Seventeen
He was alone. Dell reached an arm out, feeling for the warm comfort he’d had through most of the night. Images from only hours ago rolled through his mind. Helena had given him everything in one night. He’d never been more sure of anything in his life. She loved him. Her scarred, broken heart hadn’t frozen him out completely.
Maybe there was happiness to be found among the heartache after all. But where was she? For the first time, they didn’t have some journey to start out on or some mission to accomplish.
Why wasn’t she here?
Dell rubbed his tired eyes, blocking out the light streaming through the window. Did last night mean Helena was finally telling him she was giving up her vendetta? That she knew there was still a future for her? Quinn would be okay. He could st
