Chapter 3
3 Her Guardian had finally arrived. Though she was an immortal who’d seen thousands of sunrises and sunsets, Alice was having a day quite unlike any other. For months, all she had were dreams… dreams of him, dreams of her mother Tisiphone, dreams of her long-ago home in Erebus. She’d slept in that coffin for too long, her self-awareness fading until all she knew were her dreams and her heartbeat, slow, faint, and steady. Then air flooded her lungs once more, warmth filled her veins. A pair of strong arms lifted her aloft. She opened her eyes… …and it was him. Wavy blond hair, long enough that he knotted it at his nape. Piercing blue eyes the color of a winter morning. Chiseled cheekbones, a sinfully full mouth, twin slashes of eyebrow that made his gaze even more intense. A kind of go
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