Evelyn’s POV
Two days.
That’s all I had left before I’d be dragged into Dante’s bed… before the consummation, as he so charmingly called it. Like this was some medieval nightmare and I’d been sold off for a political alliance. Well… I had. But still.
I paced back and forth across my room like a caged animal. The walls were too clean like a hospital or a mental asylum. Honestly, I couldn’t decide which this place resembled more. My thoughts ran in a dozen different directions.
Two days.
Two days to escape this place. Two days to outwit the guards posted like statues outside the estate. Two days to figure out how the hell I’d outsmart a pack of wolves when I was locked in the belly of their fortress. Every window was barred or bolted. Every hallway monitored. And I had no allies.
Just
