Amara’s POV
Pulling my knees to my chest, I sat beside the fireplace. Even though the fire was crackling, the cold in my bones was unaffected by its warmth. I could hardly see through the blur of tears, and my eyes were burning from sobbing.
Kian dropped to his knees before me. Since he caught me attempting to slip out, he has remained by my side. His eyes were resolute, steadfast, and incredibly sad.
"Amara," he said quietly.
I gave a headshake. “Don't. Do not attempt to dissuade me from this. I must leave.”
He extended his hand and brushed a lock of hair away from my face. "You won't go anywhere by yourself."
"I must!" My voice cracked. "There is no other way to stop her."
He made a strong line with his lips. "You believe that if you give yourself up, she will allow them to surviv
